I’m Changing It Up…

When I first started this blog I thought I’d try and included something other than my poems, something that would give me a bit of time to write and organise my work. The first was My Special Guest, a collection of poems that have memories for me or I just like to read. After all there are a lot of great poets and poems out there, this I’d like to continue.

The second was my opinion on some of the movies out there that I love. Unfortunately, I’ve felt a bit uncomfortable about this idea as I’m probably not giving a fair view. I’m selecting only the movies I like and making comments only on that judgement. However I do love the movies, so how can I carry on including this love on my blog?

Well, as do most people (I hope), I love music. Now, have no fear, I have no intention of reviewing or criticising music but from a young age I would ‘collect’ songs from the movies. Even the movies I didn’t like, there were songs from movie soundtracks that I really loved. You see where I’m going with this, songs aka lyrics aka musical poetry… Yeah you got it.

So here goes, a cheeky little number from the movie Uncle Buck starring the late great John Candy. Although this was only played in it’s instrumental format the lyrics are brilliant.

It’s call Wild Thing by Tone Loc and from the album Loc-ed After Dark.

Uncle BuckWild Thing

WILD THING

 Let’s do it !

Workin’ all week 9 to 5 for my money

So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honeys

Rollin’ down the street I saw this girl and she was pumpin’ I winked my eye, she got into the ride Went to a club was jumpin’

Introduce myself as Loc She said, “You’re a liar” I said, “I got it goin’ on baby doll And I’m on fire”

Took her to the hotel she said “You’re the king” I said, “Be my queen if you know what I mean And let’s do the wild thing

Wild thing Wild thing

Shoppin’ at the mall Looking for some gear to buy I saw this girl she cool rocked my world And I had to adjust my fly

She looked at me and smiled and said “You have plans for the night” I said, “Hopefully if things go Well, I’ll be with you tonight”

So we journeyed to her house One thing led to an other I keyed the door, I cold hit the floor Looked up and it was her mother

I didn’t know what to say I was hanging by a string She said, “Hey, you two, I was once like you And I liked to do the wild thing”

Wild thing She loved to do the wild thing Wild thing Please, baby, please

Posse in effect Hangin’ out is always hype And when me and the crew leave the shindig I want a girl who’s just my type

Saw this luscious little frame I ain’t lyin’ fellas she was fine The sweet young miss go gave me a kiss And I knew that she was mine

Took her to the limousine Still parked outside I tipped the chauffeur when it was over And I gave her my own ride

Couldn’t get her off my jock She was like static cling But that’s what happens When bodies start slappin’ from doin’ the wild thing

Wild thing She like to do the wild thing Please, baby, please

Wild thing

Doin’ a little show at the local discotheque This fine young chick was on my jock so I say what the heck.

She want to come on stage and do her little dance So I said, “Chill for now but maybe later, you’ll get your chance”

So when the show was finished I took her around the way And what do you know she was good to go without a word to say

We was all alone and she said, “Tone, let me tell you one thing I need 50 dollars to make you holler, I get paid to do the wild thing”

Say what Yo love you must be kidding You’re walkin’ babe Just break out of here Hasta la vista baby

Wild thing

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