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My friend thought that the lyrics to an Elvis song was:And more she goes,instead of:I`m all shook up.
I used to think the Tom Jones song "A Boy from Nowhere" was called...."A Boy From Norway"! I felt flattered - being Norwegian....
A friend of mine was to write down an old Don Gibson song for me that says Everybody's going out and having fun, I,m just a fool for staying home and having none, and he wrote: I'm just a fool for staying home and have a nun. Much better if you ask me.
Prince had the hit " Little Red Corvette " I sung the smash..." Pay the Rent Collect " These kids today
I used to believe the lyrics to "Lay Down Sally" by Eric Clapton were "Way Down South"
Kenny Rogers "Lucille". "Four hungry children and a crop in the field" became "four hundred children had a crap in the field".
I used to think that the lyrics to Crystal Gayle's Don't it Make My Brown Eyes Blue were don't you make my brothers blue.
It made sense to me, and stayed with me for years.
My cousin (he´s 10), still thinks that the title of "I´m like a bird" (that song of Nelly Furtado),is something like "I mac a be...". I really don´t understand what he means with it.
believed the song from Garth..Im Shameless ..was really saying...Im shavin...
For some time, I thought Eric Clapton was singing "Captain Midnight" (in the song "After Midnight.)
I always believed that Kenny Rogers' 'Lucille' went
"you picked a fine time to leave me Lucille, with four hungry children and a box of oatmeal..."
I hated oatmeal and could understand why the children were hungry!
An older neighbor got me into the Violent Femmes. Until I was in college I thought, "I fall down dead, she never sees the tears I cry" was actually "I fall down STAIRS, she'll never see the tears I cry."
You know, how tragic? I fell down the stairs and she didn't even care!
For ages I thought the lyrics to "I shot the sherif was: "Hey, chocolate cherry" I never could understand what the deputy had to do it...
a case study of a child with an active imagination and waxy ears.
My little sister has gradually disabused me of these notions, between peals of derisory hysterical laughter.
I believe in mackerel ... where ya from, you sexy thing
(Hot Chocolate)
Sue Lawley...Sue Lawley...Sue Lawley
(The Police)
Beelzebub has a table for a sideboard
(Queen)
Poppadom Bridge, I'm in trouble deep
(Madonna)
In the western sky, the kilted chauffeur
(Sisters of Mercy)
oh yes, and she almost wet herself when i pronounce Jamiroquai as 'jammyrokey'. That doesn't really count as a childhood belief, though, because it was, erm, very recent.
When we were little, my brother sang "Volare," at top volume with the lyric "Oh-Lah-Tay." He sang it all summer and nearly drove the family nuts.
I spent much of my childhood wondering what a "donserly light" was in the Star Spangled Banner.
The refrain of "Flashdance" is "Take your passion and make it happen." I used to sing "Take your pants off and make it happen." I guess I had a dirty mind as a kid.
I used to think that the theme song for the Brady Bunch said "They were born and living all together" instead of "they were four men living all together." I could never understand why the lyrics made so little sense!
There's a song by Kenny Rogers that goes "take my hand, let's go through this door..." (at least that's what I think he's saying). For the longest time, I thought he was singing "let's go through the store". I wondered which store could it be. I also thought of that line every time I walked into the grocery store.
In the Blues Brothers song "Soul Man" they sing, "I'm a Soul Maaan..." I thought they were singing, "I was Sooo maaad!!"
top belief!
My dad used to sing the song "It's Raining, It's Pouring" to me when I was a kid. When he came to the part that goes "and he couldn't get up in the morning" I used to think he said "and he cooked it up in the morning". I had this scary mental picture of an old man bumping his head so hard that his head fell off, and then he cooked his OWN HEAD the next morning. Why, I don't know. I am laughing so hard right now while typing this that I have tears coming out of my eyes.
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