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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx</link><description>We've just discussed the best and worst commercials, but how about spending a day on another "worst" -- worst song lyrics? A friend sent me this link from Spinner.com, which is chock full of fun music lists -- saddest songs, monumental flops, best opening</description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2.0 (Build: 60608.1)</generator><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338382</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 19:28:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338382</guid><dc:creator>Bob Mills, Wilson, NC</dc:creator><description>I am a HUGE Elvis fan - loved his voice and what he could do with a song. &amp;nbsp; Worst lyrics ever? &amp;nbsp; Has to be &amp;quot;Well, bless my soul, what's wrong with me? &amp;nbsp;I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree. &amp;nbsp;My friends say I'm acting wild as a bug, I'm in love. &amp;nbsp;I'm all shook up&amp;quot;.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338396</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 19:31:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338396</guid><dc:creator>Pam</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;The most loneliest day of my life&amp;quot; Lonely Day by System of a Down&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If you love somebody, set them free&amp;quot; Sting&lt;br&gt;I know songs often have to muddle grammar but these two always irk me.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338452</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 19:52:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338452</guid><dc:creator>JoAnne</dc:creator><description>I grew up in the 80's as a big Duranie. Their lyrics can definitely be abstract, and I actually love that, but here are some that just get me:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From Duran Duran's &amp;quot;New Moon on Monday&amp;quot;: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Shake up the picture the lizard mixture with your dance on the eventide.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From Duran Duran's &amp;quot;Union of the Snake&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The union of the snake is on the climb.&lt;br&gt;Moving up, it's gonna race, it's gonna break through the borderline&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338481</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:02:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338481</guid><dc:creator>Toni</dc:creator><description>My humbs is definitely the worst. &amp;nbsp;Is it supposed to be provocative? &amp;nbsp;It's not. &amp;nbsp;It's also disturbing to see a four year old sing this.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338512</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:13:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338512</guid><dc:creator>Rdare, Vancouver BC</dc:creator><description>An oldie - Mel Torme's &amp;quot;More&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;longer than always is a long, long time</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338517</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:15:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338517</guid><dc:creator>Thomas, Los Angeles, CA</dc:creator><description>How can we ever forget this gem:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We like the cars...the cars that go boom&lt;br&gt;We're Tegra, and Bunny, and we like the boom!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338550</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:27:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338550</guid><dc:creator>NYCGirl</dc:creator><description>Someone on a message board I frequent posted the link to that recently...the list had me in hysterics, especially the snarky editorial comments...the one for #13 is my favorite...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338572</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:32:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338572</guid><dc:creator>Reva, Toronto, ON</dc:creator><description>I'm dating myself here, but you know that it can't be good if the group calls itself &amp;quot;The Troggs&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Wild thing...you make my heart sing...&lt;br&gt;You make everything...groovy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I said wild thing...Wild thing, I think I love you...&lt;br&gt;BUT I WANNA KNOW FOR SURE&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't forget the guitars grinding loudly through every ellipse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even including this as Charlie Sheen's entry music in &amp;quot;Major League&amp;quot; couldn't help this one.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338586</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:38:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338586</guid><dc:creator>BV, Joliet IL</dc:creator><description>Any song that makes stalking look cool is the worst for me. &amp;nbsp;Like Sting's (?): &amp;quot;Every breath you take/Every move you make/Every smile you fake/Every claim you stake/I'll be watching you/Oh can't you see/You belong to me/I'm a fool who aches/With every step you take.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;God, I hate that song.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Best opening song line ever: I hate to get the lyrics wrong, so I'll just say it's the opening to &amp;quot;Joy to the World&amp;quot; from Three Dog Night.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338587</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:38:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338587</guid><dc:creator>Aaron</dc:creator><description>How about, &amp;quot;If you see walking by and the tears are &lt;br&gt;in your eyes look away, baby just look away,&amp;quot; from Chicago? It is so bad that it is unintentionally funny. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338596</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:40:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338596</guid><dc:creator>Diane D'Angelo</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;We started dancing, and love put us into a groove.&amp;quot; from &amp;quot;Let the Music Play&amp;quot; -- it always makes me laugh.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338623</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 20:49:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338623</guid><dc:creator>Jen, Gibsonia, PA</dc:creator><description>Avril Lavigne's &amp;quot;Happy Ending:&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Let's talk this over,&lt;br&gt;It's not like we're dead.&lt;br&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;br&gt;Was it something you said?&lt;br&gt;Don't leave me hanging&lt;br&gt;In a city so dead&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First of all, of course we're not dead, otherwise we wouldn't be talking, now would we? &amp;nbsp;And that line sounds just like filler anyways. &amp;nbsp;Then she uses the word &amp;quot;dead&amp;quot; again 4 lines later! &amp;nbsp;Awful!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338791</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:01:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338791</guid><dc:creator>Emily, So Cal</dc:creator><description>Rihanna: &amp;quot;under my umbrella-ella-ella-eh-eh-eh&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;It potentially could have been less annoying if was an actual echo effect of sorts; nevertheless, this lyric is like nails on a chalkboard for me. &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338818</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:21:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338818</guid><dc:creator>Diann Pollack, West Frankfort, Il.</dc:creator><description> Great site! Although I loathe &amp;quot;Freebird&amp;quot;, the lyrics that truly nauseate me come from the otherwise brilliant Harry Nilsson: &amp;quot; You put the lime in the coconut and mix it all up, you put the lime the cocnut and mix it all up, I said 'doctor, ain't there nothing I can take?' I said, 'doctor, to relieve this bellyache?'&amp;quot; He had to have been on a binge with John Lennon when he wrote that creative low!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338860</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:45:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338860</guid><dc:creator>caineme, Quincy CA</dc:creator><description>I know I'm commiting a HUGE sin by saying this, But there'e a part from the Steve Miller Bands song &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot; that goes.....&amp;quot; ...and I speak, of the pompitice(sic) of love.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Um...OK...What in all blue heck does Pompitice mean? Did Mr, Miller have a Flavor Flav moment and make up a word? I love this song, don't get me wrong. So much so that my friends and I dressed up as the song for Halloween one year.(And almost won the contest, I might add) But, evertime I get to that part, I kinda studder for a moment!!!! Am I the only one tripping on this?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338878</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:54:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338878</guid><dc:creator>Pam, Yakima WA</dc:creator><description>All time worst for me is Burt Bacarach's &amp;quot;What the World Needs Now is Love&amp;quot;. The &amp;quot;love, sweet love&amp;quot; part is okay, but when he starts going on about mountains and meadows... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lord, we don't need&lt;br&gt;another mountain,&lt;br&gt;there are mountains&lt;br&gt;and hillsides enough to climb&lt;br&gt;There are oceans&lt;br&gt;and rivers enough to cross,&lt;br&gt;enough to last&lt;br&gt;'til the end of time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lord, we don't need&lt;br&gt;another meadow&lt;br&gt;there are cornfields&lt;br&gt;and wheat fields enough to grow&lt;br&gt;There are sunbeams&lt;br&gt;and moonbeams enough to shine&lt;br&gt;oh listen, lord,&lt;br&gt;if you want to know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What? Is he expecting the &amp;quot;Lord&amp;quot; to drop another mountain on earth, or clear away a city to make a meadow? Sure, the sun and moon are bright enough, but what does that have to do with love?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rats, got the song stuck in my head now. Quick! Where's my iPod? I need musical therapy!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338892</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:01:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338892</guid><dc:creator>Darrell, Los Angleles, CA</dc:creator><description>I can't believe you've neglected to mention the current Fergie hit, &amp;quot;Big Girls Don't Cry&amp;quot;--&amp;quot;And I'm gonna miss you, like a child misses their blanket!&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;I still cringe every time I hear it.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338897</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:05:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338897</guid><dc:creator>steve clayton</dc:creator><description>someone knocken at the doah....&lt;br&gt;someone ringin the bell.....&lt;br&gt;do me a favor.....and open the doah&lt;br&gt;and let him/them innnnnnnnnnnn...o yeah....&lt;br&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..let me die.....&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338909</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:14:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338909</guid><dc:creator>H. Chip Curtis</dc:creator><description>Now how can ya'll forget Bobby Goldsboro&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;See the tree, how big it's grown,&lt;br&gt;and friend, it hasn't been too long,&lt;br&gt;it wasn't big&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338910</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:15:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338910</guid><dc:creator>H. Chip Curtis, Plano Texas</dc:creator><description>Now how can ya'll forget Bobby Goldsboro&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;See the tree, how big it's grown,&lt;br&gt;and friend, it hasn't been too long,&lt;br&gt;it wasn't big&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338925</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:19:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338925</guid><dc:creator>Shadow Henderson</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Despspite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That line is one huge cliche', just the like the Smashing Pumpkins entire catalog of music.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338927</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:20:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338927</guid><dc:creator>Linda, Woodbridge, VA</dc:creator><description>How about Sade &amp;quot;Coast to Coast L.A. to Chicago.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338931</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:21:09 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338931</guid><dc:creator>Steve G., Portland OR</dc:creator><description>I'm going to nominate Madonna's rap from American Life for having the most cringe-worthy, uncool lyrics ever: &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I’m drinkin’ a soy latte, I get a double shot&amp;#233; &lt;br&gt;It goes right through my body and you know I’m &lt;br&gt;satisfied &lt;br&gt;I drive my mini Cooper and I’m feeling super-duper &lt;br&gt;Yo’, they tell I’m a trooper and you know I’m &lt;br&gt;satisfied &lt;br&gt;I do yoga and Pilates and the room is full of hotties &lt;br&gt;So I’m checkin’ out the bodies and you know I’m &lt;br&gt;satisfied &lt;br&gt;I’m diggin’ on the isotopes, this metaphysics s*** is &lt;br&gt;dope &lt;br&gt;And if all this can give me hope you know I’m &lt;br&gt;satisfied &lt;br&gt;I got a lawyer and a manager, an agent and a chef &lt;br&gt;Three nannies, an assistant and a driver and a jet &lt;br&gt;A trainer and a butler and a bodyguard or five &lt;br&gt;A gardener and a stylist, do you think I’m satisfied &lt;br&gt;I’d like to express my extreme point of view &lt;br&gt;I’m not a Christian and I’m not a Jew &lt;br&gt;I’m just livin’ out the American dream &lt;br&gt;And I just realized that nothin’ is what it seems &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338933</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:22:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338933</guid><dc:creator>Dan, Dallas, TX</dc:creator><description>My vote goes to Patrick Swayze's memorable ditty, &amp;quot;She's Like the Wind&amp;quot;. I mean, this song is horrendous. &amp;quot;She's like the wind through my tree. She rides the night next to me.&amp;quot; Barf. I told a girl once that &amp;quot;she was like the wind through my tree&amp;quot;. If I remember correctly, the date ended rather abruptly at that point.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338938</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:23:29 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338938</guid><dc:creator>Marilyn, Gainesville, FL</dc:creator><description>Laura Brannigan's, &amp;quot;How am I supposed to live without you&amp;quot; redone by the guy with the bad mullet. &amp;nbsp;Who with any self respect would whine this at someone that's dumped them?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dahdoodoodoodahdahdah dah, that's all I've got to say to you, by the Police. &amp;nbsp;Such innane lyrics yet is screamed in the pop charts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The potential entries are endless.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338940</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:23:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338940</guid><dc:creator>Lisa L., Sacramento,CA</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Yummy, yummy, yummy I got love in my tummy?&amp;quot; Can't even remember whose song it is-too long ago-and a natural tendency to block it from memory!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338942</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:24:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338942</guid><dc:creator>Casey, Lafayette, CA</dc:creator><description>America - &amp;quot;Horse With No Name:&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;In the desert you can remember your name&lt;br&gt;cause there aint no one for to give you no pain.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Sounds like something Borat would sing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The entire song &amp;quot;Solar Prestige A Gammon&amp;quot; by Elton John.&lt;br&gt;Gibberish sung to a catchy beat...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338949</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:28:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338949</guid><dc:creator>O. Osborn</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I did it my way!&amp;quot; The implication being that the rest of us can go to hell.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338955</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:33:09 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338955</guid><dc:creator>Lady J</dc:creator><description>Mungo Jerry's one and only hit....&amp;quot;In the Summertime.&amp;quot; It makes my skin crawl.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338963</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:38:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338963</guid><dc:creator>Russ L</dc:creator><description>Hey Folks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hows &amp;quot;The Bustle in your hedgerow&amp;quot; doing these days?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Led Zeppelin, Stairway to Heaven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BTW,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Greatest Rock Band Ever.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338964</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:39:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338964</guid><dc:creator>Deb E.</dc:creator><description>My vote for worst lyric ever goes to this &amp;quot;gem&amp;quot; from the sappiest song ever written:&lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;She wrecked the car and she was sad,&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;So afraid that I'd be mad,&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;But what the heck.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot; by Bobby Goldsboro</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338973</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:47:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338973</guid><dc:creator>Michael T, Hollywood, CA</dc:creator><description>Um, how can anyone leave out Yoko Ono? &amp;nbsp;Can you remember the last time you smiled when you heard &amp;quot;AAAAYEE-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI!!!!&amp;quot;?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338974</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:47:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338974</guid><dc:creator>T. Merrill, L.A., CA</dc:creator><description>Sade's immortal &amp;quot;Coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago...&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Could be Miss Teen USA's theme song!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338993</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:57:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338993</guid><dc:creator>JKW</dc:creator><description>Disco songs from the 70's like Fly Robin Fly, Fly Robin Fly. &amp;nbsp;I think those were the only words in the song.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I remember when Super Fly came out, the b-side song was just a loop of &amp;quot;Super-Fly&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;over and over and over...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#338995</link><pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:57:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:338995</guid><dc:creator>Pat, Bothell, WA</dc:creator><description>Check out Alanis Morrisette singing 'My Humps'</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339013</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:04:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339013</guid><dc:creator>Bill McGovern,Hoosick Falls,N.Y,</dc:creator><description>Those worst song lyrics were not in the right order.The one by Eminem and about necrophiliacs should have been #1 and #2&lt;br&gt;Loved your choices too,Gael. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339024</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:10:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339024</guid><dc:creator>Hilary, Santa Fe, New Mexico</dc:creator><description>Okay, I totally have to second that &amp;quot;We're Tigra and Bunny, and we like the boom!&amp;quot; as worst lyric EVER. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339031</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:17:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339031</guid><dc:creator>Warren R., Trumbull, CT</dc:creator><description>What, nobody thinks &amp;quot;We built this city on rock and roll&amp;quot; is bad? &amp;nbsp;Well then what about &amp;quot;Philadelphia Freedom&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;what exactly is Philadelphia freedom? &amp;nbsp;Both should be up in the top 10.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339044</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:27:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339044</guid><dc:creator>Pattie Murdy, Santa Barbara, CA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;It's A Small World&amp;quot; after all. &amp;nbsp;I haven't been to Disneyland since the days of &amp;quot;E&amp;quot; tickets but this &amp;quot;song&amp;quot; keeps playing in my head over and over and over and over . . . . You get the picture.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339046</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:28:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339046</guid><dc:creator>Bill Acquard, Twin Mountain, NH</dc:creator><description>My worst lyric ever comes from &amp;quot;Horse With No Name&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;The line starts with &amp;quot;The heat was hot&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;What else would heat be?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339051</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:34:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339051</guid><dc:creator>Gene, Irvine, CA</dc:creator><description>Emerson, Lake, and Palmer had a very popular song, &amp;quot;Still... You Turn Me On&amp;quot;, with the lyrics: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Every day a little sadder, A little madder, Someone get me a ladder.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;...and lyrics that don't get much badder.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339053</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:39:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339053</guid><dc:creator>Allyson Winston-Salem, NC</dc:creator><description>I'm a grammar freak and there are two that drive me crazy! John Cougar Mellancamp in &amp;quot;Small Town&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;No I cannot forget from where it is that I come from&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;From where you come from?&lt;br&gt;And Van Halen (the Sammy Hagar years) &amp;quot;Why Can't This Be Love?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Only time will tell if we stand the test of time&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Well, duh!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339061</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:43:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339061</guid><dc:creator>PBlev, Middletown, DE</dc:creator><description>How about-The Steve Miller Band&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot; I really love your peaches let me shake your tree&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339063</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:46:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339063</guid><dc:creator>The Downfall of America's Youth, OH </dc:creator><description>Well lets see, there are quite a few songs by the group Psycostick that should be on worst lyrics like the song ABCDeath that does nothing but curse in the begining and resite the ABC's (and this is music for adults). &lt;br&gt;And who could forget such memorable lines from their song Beer as: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;When it's warm it tasts real crappy &lt;br&gt;But cold beer will make me happy&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or more lyrics from that song: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I drink beer when I am sad &lt;br&gt;Cuz the beer it makes me glad &lt;br&gt;There is nothing left to say &lt;br&gt;So let's go drink beer&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Obviously true words to live by. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339065</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:48:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339065</guid><dc:creator>sharon, columbus ohio</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Oooo she made us drinks, to drink&lt;br&gt;We drunk 'em&lt;br&gt;Got drunk&lt;br&gt;AND THEN SHE THINKS I'M COOL&lt;br&gt;She gave me a wink, I winked back&lt;br&gt;And then I think that, We'd hit it off, Something proper like&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like the bartender&lt;br&gt;(Oooo If you're lookin' for me)im at the bar with her...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;T-Pain, &amp;quot;Bartender&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lame.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339067</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:50:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339067</guid><dc:creator>Melissa, Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania</dc:creator><description>The WORST LYRICS EVER? HANDS DOWN:&lt;br&gt;Shakira: &amp;quot;My breasts are small and humble so you don't confuse them with mountains&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;???? WHAT &amp;nbsp;???? Uh, yeah. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339083</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 00:58:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339083</guid><dc:creator>Angie, Houston, TX</dc:creator><description>The ridiculous lyric that we always joke about was from Queen Latifah in &amp;quot;Fly Girl&amp;quot;: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Easy lover is something that I ain't&lt;br&gt;Besides, I don't know you from a can of paint&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339087</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:00:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339087</guid><dc:creator>Susan NJ</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;she likes to dance, she likes to sing, she likes a lot of things&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thanks journey. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339097</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:04:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339097</guid><dc:creator>Patricia, San Antonio</dc:creator><description>I would walk ten miles on my hands and knees... &amp;nbsp; I'd work twenty four hours, seven days a week &lt;br&gt;Just so I could come home and kiss your cheek...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sheesh, the whole song really stinks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &amp;quot;Tuff Enuff&amp;quot; by the Fabulous Thunderbirds</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339101</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:06:45 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339101</guid><dc:creator>Saustain </dc:creator><description>Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night&lt;br&gt;Told the first father that things weren't right&lt;br&gt;My complexion she said is much too white&lt;br&gt;He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right&lt;br&gt;Let me tell the second mother this has been done&lt;br&gt;But the second mother was with the seventh son&lt;br&gt;And they were both out on Highway 61.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OK, Bob Dylan's a genius, right? &amp;nbsp;Sometimes mumbling lyrics is a good thing...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339102</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:07:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339102</guid><dc:creator>Sean, NYC NY</dc:creator><description>From Air Supply:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The beating of my heart is a drum, and it's lost and it's looking for a rhythm like you.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Every star in the sky is taken by your eyes like a spotlight.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339104</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:07:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339104</guid><dc:creator>Russ, Central Texas</dc:creator><description>Head-scratcher lyrics in songs didn't just happen overnight. &amp;nbsp;How else to explain the popularity of The Merry Macs' World War II-era ditty, &amp;quot;Mairzy Doats and Doazy Doats and little lambs eat ivy. &amp;nbsp;A kid'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you?&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339106</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:08:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339106</guid><dc:creator>Doug Pearson,   Roseville Mich</dc:creator><description>dumbest one I know is from Elvis' &amp;quot;I'm stuck on you&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; the line goes:&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm gonna take the tiger from your daddy's side,&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;mmmmmm that's how our love's gonna keep us tied&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;'course is was ELVIS, so no one cared&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339107</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:10:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339107</guid><dc:creator>Phil San Diego CA</dc:creator><description>I'm &amp;nbsp;not a perfect perrrssonnnn.&lt;br&gt;Vomworthy.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339110</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:13:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339110</guid><dc:creator>Yvonne B. Arlington Heights IL</dc:creator><description>Pass the ducci to the left hand side - what in the world??? &amp;nbsp;That was from some time in the 80's - I might have spelled ducci wrong &amp;nbsp;sounds like dooochie</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339111</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:14:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339111</guid><dc:creator>charlie bristol, in</dc:creator><description>Simple, I can't get no satisfaction , hey hey hey, do what i say, i cant get no , satisfaction, no no no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it just plain sucks</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339116</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:19:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339116</guid><dc:creator>Sam, Santa Barbara, CA</dc:creator><description>Missy Elliott's &amp;quot;Work It&amp;quot; still haunts me:&lt;br&gt;If you're a fly gal, get your nails done. Get a pedicure, get your hair did.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339117</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:21:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339117</guid><dc:creator>Tracy Harper, Longwood, FL</dc:creator><description>My biggest pet peeve are repetitive lyrics that seem to go on ad nauseum. &amp;nbsp;Paul McCartney comes to mind, but the most annoying is &amp;quot;Jump&amp;quot; by Van Halen. They evidently couldn't come up with anything better than, &amp;quot;Jump! Might as well jump. &amp;nbsp;Jump! Ah, go ahead and ju-ump. Jump!&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Cue organ...scream a little... repeat. &amp;nbsp;End with Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339122</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:23:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339122</guid><dc:creator>Charliy, Nashville</dc:creator><description>Billy Don't Be a Hero</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339127</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:25:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339127</guid><dc:creator>Ambrose Smith, Salton City, CA.</dc:creator><description>You already mentioned my most hated lyric: &amp;quot;New York to east California.....&amp;quot; (Kids in America)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am a Californian and I have never heard anyone use the term 'East California.' Sounds like they wanted to write, &amp;quot;New York to California&amp;quot; (which makes more sense) but they needed an extra syllable so they added the word 'east'. It always bugs me when I hear it.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339128</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:25:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339128</guid><dc:creator>Gail, Columbus OH</dc:creator><description>Madonna's &amp;quot;I love New York&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I don't like cities, but I like New York.&lt;br&gt;Other places make me feel like a dork&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No need to explain why this one is stupid!!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339133</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:26:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339133</guid><dc:creator>Eugen, Colorading springs</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Suicide is Painless&amp;quot; the theme song for Mash&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suicide is painless&lt;br&gt;It brings on many changes&lt;br&gt;and I can take or leave it if I please&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now that is messed up.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339136</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:27:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339136</guid><dc:creator>Jules, springfield IL</dc:creator><description>how about:&lt;br&gt;don't be concerned/ it will not harm you/it's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of/ across my dreams / &amp;nbsp; with nets of wonder/ I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339149</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:36:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339149</guid><dc:creator>Bert,  Michigan</dc:creator><description>The one that really makes me cringe is Foreigner's &amp;quot;Hot Blooded&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;But you've got to give me a sign (c'mon girl) some kind of sign, are you hot mama, you sure look that way to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or how about this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Are you old enough, will you be ready when I call your bluff&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;creepy, dude&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339169</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:58:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339169</guid><dc:creator>Jim, Smethport, PA</dc:creator><description>She's like the wind through my tree? I cringe every time I hear this song! How can you start a song with that lyric.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339173</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:59:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339173</guid><dc:creator>Triad NC</dc:creator><description>Pretty much any sounds that comes out of Britney Spears mouth.....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339176</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:03:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339176</guid><dc:creator>Russ, Sunnyvale, CA</dc:creator><description>Bonnie Raitt: &amp;quot;I can`t make you love me...if you don`t&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;DUH!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339180</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:05:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339180</guid><dc:creator>Alaina, Bay City, MI</dc:creator><description>pompitice isn't a word and he made it up to fit the song. &amp;nbsp;that part always gets me too. &amp;nbsp;everytime it's playing, i make a point to ask my fiance if he knows that pompitice isn't a word he hates it!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339188</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:12:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339188</guid><dc:creator>PJ Mackling</dc:creator><description>I vote for the Doors:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;We want the world and we want it now!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually that is the best lyric ever.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339189</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:12:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339189</guid><dc:creator>SB, St. Louis, MO</dc:creator><description>How could we ignore magical song choices of George Thorogood? He has recorded some of the most mind numbing lyrical concotions of all times..&lt;br&gt;Though he didnt create them, he recorded them..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot; And we drank alone, yeah, with nobody else.&lt;br&gt;We drank alone, yeah, with nobody else.&lt;br&gt;Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;Peepin through the window&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;watchin grandma do the rock n' roll&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339190</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:13:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339190</guid><dc:creator>Lori L., Memphis, TN</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Muskrat Susie and Muskrat Sam do the jitterbug in muskratland&amp;quot; has to be some of the worst lyrics of all time. &amp;nbsp;This is somewhat followed by &amp;quot; My baby takes the morning train. &amp;nbsp;He works from 9 to 5. He takes the train back home again. To find me waiting for him.&amp;quot; Wow- a genius of a man, to be able to do that! &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339193</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:14:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339193</guid><dc:creator>Ed, Watertown, NY</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I got my mind on my money and my money on my mind.&amp;quot; Snoop Dogg sure doesn't have lyrics on it.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339194</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:14:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339194</guid><dc:creator>John, Plano, Texas</dc:creator><description>Worst lyrics ever do belong to the Police: Doo doo doo, dah dah dah, its all I want to say to you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;God I hated that song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339196</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:15:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339196</guid><dc:creator>Bill Kehoe</dc:creator><description>the worst is &amp;quot;my baby does the hanky panky&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;would you want your friends to know?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339200</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:18:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339200</guid><dc:creator>kim, seattle</dc:creator><description>I have loathed &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; since the first time I heard the song on the radio and listened to the lyrics with slack-jawed disbelief.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339202</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:19:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339202</guid><dc:creator>kim, seattle</dc:creator><description>p.s.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Humps - WORST... SONG... EVER...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339206</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:24:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339206</guid><dc:creator>Curtis Hammond, Charlotte, NC</dc:creator><description>Doo Doo Doo Na Da DA Da&lt;br&gt;nuff said!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339208</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:24:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339208</guid><dc:creator>David</dc:creator><description>Yes: &amp;nbsp;Close to the Edge&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace,&lt;br&gt;And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace,&lt;br&gt;And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,&lt;br&gt;Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour.&lt;br&gt;And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one.&lt;br&gt;A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun,&lt;br&gt;And take away the plain in which we move,&lt;br&gt;And choose the course you're running.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339211</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:26:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339211</guid><dc:creator>Tony, Indianapolis, IN</dc:creator><description>Loretta Lynn - Coal Miner's Daughter&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;In the days we worked hard, &lt;br&gt;and at night time we were tard.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339213</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:26:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339213</guid><dc:creator>DeanDTSM, Rt 10, NJ</dc:creator><description>Thin Lizzy's &amp;quot;Jailbreak&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak&lt;br&gt;Somewhere in this town&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somewhere? &amp;nbsp;The jailbreak's gonna be at the jail! &amp;nbsp;Where else would a jailbreak be?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339219</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:29:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339219</guid><dc:creator>RandomEsq</dc:creator><description>Pompatus of love? &amp;nbsp;(Also a movie!) &amp;nbsp;Where it may have come from:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html"&gt;http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339236</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:45:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339236</guid><dc:creator>Nozomi, BHC, Ariz.</dc:creator><description>Hilary Duff. Stranger. Enough said. The beat is great, sped up, but the lyrics...dear Lord.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Did I ever do anything that was this cruel to you?&lt;br&gt;Did I ever make you wonder who was standing in the room?&lt;br&gt;You made yourself look perfect in everyway,&lt;br&gt;So when this goes down, I'm the one that will be blamed.&lt;br&gt;Your plan is working so you can just walk away,&lt;br&gt;Baby your secret's safe.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If somebody was doing that to me, I'd be for taking him DOWN. Not let him &amp;quot;just walk away.&amp;quot; And I'd completely blow his cover.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339237</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:45:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339237</guid><dc:creator>Bill Kehoe, Jackson, Mississippi</dc:creator><description>the worst is &amp;quot;my baby does the hanky panky&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;do you want your friends to know?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339245</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:54:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339245</guid><dc:creator>P Martinez, Eagle, CO</dc:creator><description>Who over 50 can forget: &amp;quot;yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy&amp;quot; from the late 60s. &amp;nbsp;Who sang that anyhow?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339246</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:55:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339246</guid><dc:creator>Joel, Tokyo Japan</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;That umbrella, we employed it, by August she was mine.&amp;quot; Courtesy of The Hollies</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339247</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 02:56:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339247</guid><dc:creator>Sherry, Burlington, Iowa</dc:creator><description>Although I love Billy Ray, Achy Breaky Heart Has to be the worst:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, he might blow up and kill this man&amp;quot;....and on...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339253</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:01:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339253</guid><dc:creator>JFR, New  York, NY</dc:creator><description>Rufus Wainwright - &amp;quot;Vibrate&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My phone's on vibrate for you&lt;br&gt;Electroclash is karioke too&lt;br&gt;I try to dance Britney Spears&lt;br&gt;I guess I'm getting on in years&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My phone's on vibrate for you&lt;br&gt;God knows what all these new drugs do&lt;br&gt;I guess to have no more fears&lt;br&gt;But still I always end up in tears&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My phone's on vibrate for you&lt;br&gt;But still I never ever feel from you&lt;br&gt;Pinocchio's now a boy&lt;br&gt;Who wants to turn back into a toy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So call me&lt;br&gt;Call me in the morning&lt;br&gt;Call me in the night&lt;br&gt;So call me&lt;br&gt;Call me anytime you like&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My phone's on vibrate for you&lt;br&gt;For you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339258</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:02:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339258</guid><dc:creator>Jennifer, Texas</dc:creator><description>The new will.i.am song &amp;quot;I Got It From My Mama (Genetics)&amp;quot; is one of the most atrocious songs I've ever heard. &amp;nbsp;It's so repetitive and inane. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Baby where’d you get your body from?&lt;br&gt;Tell me where’d you get your body from.&lt;br&gt;Baby where’d you get your body from?&lt;br&gt;Tell me where’d you get your body from.&lt;br&gt;I got it from my mama.&lt;br&gt;I got it from my mama.&lt;br&gt;I got it from my mama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's pretty much the entire song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339270</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:15:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339270</guid><dc:creator>K, NYC</dc:creator><description>Clay Aiken, Invisible...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I was invisible&lt;br&gt;Then I could just watch you in your room&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Um, kinda creepy? Everytime I hear this song I go into a tirade about that line. And he also says he wants to be a fly on the girl's wall...yeah. Just slightly stalker-esque.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339273</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:16:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339273</guid><dc:creator>NYCGirl</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Hips don't lie&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339276</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:19:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339276</guid><dc:creator>Tim Coyne</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; is without a doubt the single biggest sign ever of the decline of Western civilization, and that young people today have the worst taste in music in the history of bad music. &amp;nbsp;It's stupid, it's repetitive, it's monotonous and above all, it's insipid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But if you want a really good laugh, check out Alannis Morissette's parody version on YouTube.com. &amp;nbsp;It's silly, but it's still a big improvement over the original.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339277</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:21:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339277</guid><dc:creator>Nancy, Silver Spring, MD</dc:creator><description>One of my personal favorites is the complete gibberish that Anthony Freidis (sp?) spills out before the last chorus in &amp;quot;Soul to Squeeze&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Has anybody ever figured out if this was either intentional or drug-induced?! &amp;nbsp;:)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339279</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:23:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339279</guid><dc:creator>katie, lansing, michigan</dc:creator><description>the entire song &amp;quot;summer girls&amp;quot; by lfo has THE worst lyrics. &amp;nbsp;they're entirely random and incohesive. &amp;nbsp;but i guess that's what makes the song good- it's hilarity.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339291</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:33:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339291</guid><dc:creator>derk</dc:creator><description>Burt is saying we dont need more of those things, we need more love.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339298</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:38:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339298</guid><dc:creator>Dinana</dc:creator><description>It all begins with:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Muskrat susie, muskrat sam&lt;br&gt;Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land&lt;br&gt;And they shimmy&lt;br&gt;And sammys so skinny&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed&lt;br&gt;Singin and jingin the jango&lt;br&gt;Floatin like the heavens above&lt;br&gt;It looks like muskrat love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nibbling on bacon, chewin on cheese&lt;br&gt;Sammy says to susie honey, would you please be my missus? &lt;br&gt;And she say yes&lt;br&gt;With her kisses&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enough said!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339309</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 03:48:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339309</guid><dc:creator>Harriet Engle, Santa Fe, NM</dc:creator><description>In the bad grammar category, I have to nominate John Cougar Mellencamp. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;No, I cannot forget from where it is that I come from...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Hello, Department of Redundancy Department?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339354</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:22:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339354</guid><dc:creator>elenagracia, coronado, ca</dc:creator><description>The lyrics to Charlene's &amp;quot;I've Never Been to Me&amp;quot; are truly horrendous, and these are just examples:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I've spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whatever.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339366</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:46:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339366</guid><dc:creator>David K., Yorba Linda, CA</dc:creator><description>Can somebody explain to me what &amp;quot;Sussudio&amp;quot; is by Phil Collins. &amp;nbsp;Its been over 20 years and I still can't figure that one out!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339367</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:47:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339367</guid><dc:creator>Gordon, Dublin, CA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Someone's knocking at the door/Somebody's ringing the bell/Someone's knocking at the door/Somebody's ringing the bell/Do me a favor: open the door, let 'em in.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;This is a 2 AM lyric. &amp;nbsp;Paul McCartney must have been up late at night looking at a deadline, so he knocks out this &amp;quot;gem&amp;quot;.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339374</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:55:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339374</guid><dc:creator>DH, Chicago, Illiois</dc:creator><description>Probably one you've never heard of, which makes sense. &amp;nbsp;The group is called &amp;quot;They Might be Giants&amp;quot; (And because of the tune, it's one of my favorite songs, but PLEASE even ATEMPT to explain this to me:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I'm your only friend, I'm not your only friend,&lt;br&gt;But I'm a little glowing friend, but really I'm not actually your friend,&lt;br&gt;But I am,&lt;br&gt;Blue Canary in the outlet by the light switch,&lt;br&gt;Who watches over your?&lt;br&gt;Make a little birdhouse in your soul,&lt;br&gt;Not to put too fine a point on it,&lt;br&gt;Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet, &lt;br&gt;Put a litle birdhouse in your Soul.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Say What? &amp;nbsp;(Song is called &amp;quot;Birdhouse in your Soul.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339388</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 05:23:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339388</guid><dc:creator>Lance, Kirksville, Missouri</dc:creator><description>Does noone remember &amp;quot;Dead skunk in the middle of the road&amp;quot;? Not only were they the worst lyrics of all time, they were the only lyrics of a song that went on for over three minutes! Excruciating!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339394</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 05:44:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339394</guid><dc:creator>Charlie, Millbrae CA</dc:creator><description>I like Phil Collins. I do. But the line in the song &amp;quot;Son of Man&amp;quot; from the Tarzan sountrack:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;...And the wisdom to be wise&lt;br&gt;All these things will&lt;br&gt;come to you in time.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wisdom to be wise. Huh? I mean really...what? Wisdom to be wise just sounds absolutely silly. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339399</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 05:51:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339399</guid><dc:creator>CW,  Santa Maria, California</dc:creator><description>The one that always makes me scratch my head is a Christmas song, &amp;quot;Winter Wonderland&amp;quot;.... the part that goes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;and you ask us if we're married, and we say no, man!&lt;br&gt; but you can do the job if you're in town....&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what?!? Do what job??? Sounds rather naughty for a Christmas song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339415</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 06:13:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339415</guid><dc:creator>Joy Olson, Milwaukee, WI</dc:creator><description>My sister and I have howled over this one for years. From Gordon Lightfoot's &amp;quot;If You Could Read My Mind&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you could read my mind, love&lt;br&gt;What a tale my thoughts could tell&lt;br&gt;Just like a paperback novel&lt;br&gt;The kind the drugstore sells...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just HOW hard up was this writer for a rhyme? This is at once pathetic and hysterical. Runners up: &amp;quot;Sexual Healing&amp;quot; by Marvin Gaye and &amp;quot;Sugar Walls&amp;quot; by Sheena Easton. They get the &amp;quot;So Gross I'd Rather Skip Sex&amp;quot; award! Eeewww....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339420</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 06:32:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339420</guid><dc:creator>Vince D</dc:creator><description>That line from &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot; is a well discussed mystery. There was even a movie made called &amp;quot;The Pompatus of Love&amp;quot; starring Jon Cryer. The best explanation was from the Straight Dope website: It's plagiarized from another song called &amp;quot;The Letter&amp;quot; by the Medallions.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339423</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 06:41:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339423</guid><dc:creator>Erin Hayes, Dayton OH</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Lemme ride that donkey donkey&amp;quot; -- that's just stupid&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Step back you're dancin' kinda close, I feel a little poke coming through on you.&amp;quot; -- definitely not going to win an award for class in that song.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Somebody give me my truck &lt;br&gt;So I can ride on the clouds &lt;br&gt;So I can turn up the bass… like &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somebody pass my guitar &lt;br&gt;So I can look like a star &lt;br&gt;And spend the cash… like&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- Like what? Not only has Britney Spears gone way off the deep end in the shallow gene pool, she also can't finish a sentence in &amp;quot;do something&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339424</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 06:43:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339424</guid><dc:creator>Barnabas Collins, Collinsport Maine</dc:creator><description>As someoe who has a relative with Alzheimers &lt;br&gt;I can really appreciate MacArthur Park. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's an excellent song once you realize what&lt;br&gt;it is about.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339428</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 06:48:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339428</guid><dc:creator>cassie, hawaii</dc:creator><description>how about the Black Eyed Peas &amp;quot;Lets get retarded, lets get retarded in here&amp;quot; i realize that one version was 'Lets get it started, lets get it started in here&amp;quot;, which I can live with. But the whole lets get retarded version, is well...retarded.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339429</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 07:06:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339429</guid><dc:creator>M Layell, Beulaville NC</dc:creator><description>Hair band Great White wrote in (Once Bitten Twice Shy) &amp;nbsp;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You didn't know that rock and roll burned, so you bought a candle and you lived and you learned&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So deep I had a hard time getting it off my shoes.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339433</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 07:27:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339433</guid><dc:creator>Deb, Charlottesville, VA</dc:creator><description>Let's not forget Manfred Mann's &amp;quot;Blinded by the Light&amp;quot; - what was he revved up like...a douche? I never could understand those lyrics.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339440</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 08:02:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339440</guid><dc:creator>ABS</dc:creator><description>For the straight dope on what Steve Miller was talking about, go here...great musical history lesson:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html"&gt;http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339443</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 08:21:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339443</guid><dc:creator>Norman Neville, YongKong, China</dc:creator><description>How about 'The Elusive Butterfly of Love' - just loaded with nonesensical lyrics!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339471</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 10:56:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339471</guid><dc:creator>Jim Hawk III</dc:creator><description>How about every single line of &amp;quot;I've Never Been to Me?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Of course, that's in competition with every line of &amp;quot;Wildfire.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339475</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:04:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339475</guid><dc:creator>Jax, Small Town, SC</dc:creator><description>Please!!!!!! Do not speak ill of the Steve Miller Band nor of Freebird. &amp;nbsp;Southern rock rocks. &amp;nbsp;Who cares what the lyrics say. &amp;nbsp; How about that song &amp;quot;Candy Man?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;It really gets under my skin.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339480</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:12:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339480</guid><dc:creator>Susan, boston</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;how do I write this next line&amp;quot; ?&lt;br&gt;'Spandau Ballet'</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339486</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:18:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339486</guid><dc:creator>Tina Malia, Madison, Ohio</dc:creator><description>A more recent addition to the Worst Lyrics Ever list comes to us courtesy of the band Interpol from their strangely titled song: &amp;quot;Heinrich Maneuver&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;you wear those shoes like a dove&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't think i'll ever get what they're trying to say with that one....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339493</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:22:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339493</guid><dc:creator>Andy, La Plata, MD</dc:creator><description>Anything by Dan Fogelberg but especially, from Run for the Roses:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Born in the valley&lt;br&gt;And raised in the trees&lt;br&gt;Of Western Kentucky&lt;br&gt;On wobbly knees&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The sun on the withers&lt;br&gt;The wind in your mane&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wobbly knees? Withers? And both in the same song?&lt;br&gt;Too much.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339501</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:32:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339501</guid><dc:creator>Andy, La Plata, MD</dc:creator><description>The entire lyrics to Blinded by the Light. Just for starters:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat&lt;br&gt;In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat&lt;br&gt;With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round&lt;br&gt;With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Couldn't have done better myself!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339509</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:36:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339509</guid><dc:creator>Virginia, Woodhave, MI</dc:creator><description>Speaking of Harry Nilson's lyrics, how about &amp;quot;You're breaking my heart, you're tearing it apart so... f**k you!&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Bad, but good.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339522</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:49:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339522</guid><dc:creator>Marty Peters</dc:creator><description>How about the classic lines from the Lizard King himself....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;There's a killer on the road, his brain is squirming like a toad&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339526</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:53:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339526</guid><dc:creator>Nancy</dc:creator><description>Bobby McFerrin - &lt;br&gt;Don't Worry, Be Happy. How irritating!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Boss - Born to Run - &lt;br&gt;Baby this town rips the bones from your back&lt;br&gt;It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap.&lt;br&gt;Ok, ok. LOVE the song. But stil...&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339531</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:58:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339531</guid><dc:creator>VEH, Metro Detroit MI</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Timothy, Timothy, where on earth did you go?&lt;br&gt;Timothy, Timothy, God why don't I know?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's about cannibalism--Timothy became an entree. Worst...song...ever&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/the-buoys-timothy-lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsdownload.com/the-buoys-timothy-lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339533</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 11:59:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339533</guid><dc:creator>Nadine, NYC</dc:creator><description>Without question- the worst song, as recorded by Bobby Goldsboro- &amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot;- how maudlin and syrupy-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day while I was not at home&lt;br&gt;While she was there and all alone&lt;br&gt;The angels came&lt;br&gt;Now all I have is memories of Honey&lt;br&gt;And I wake up nights and call her name&lt;br&gt;Now my life's an empty stage&lt;br&gt;Where Honey lived and Honey played&lt;br&gt;And love grew up&lt;br&gt;And a small cloud passes overhead&lt;br&gt;And cries down on the flower bed&lt;br&gt;That Honey loved&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339544</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:12:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339544</guid><dc:creator>Nancy</dc:creator><description>2 Grateful Dead Songs that start..well...great.&lt;br&gt;(sorry for the first one, gents!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Man Smart, Women Smarter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let us put men and women together, see which one is smarter,&lt;br&gt;Some say men, but I say no, women got the men like a puppet show.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Golden Road (to unlimited devotion)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See that girl, barefootin' along,&lt;br&gt;Whistlin' and singin', she's a carryin' on.&lt;br&gt;(I wanna be her!)&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339545</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:13:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339545</guid><dc:creator>Ralph, Orlando, FL.</dc:creator><description>In the Japanese superstar Utada Hikaru's attempt at an American release there was this line from the song, &amp;quot;Easy Breezy&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You're Easy Breezy and I'm Japanesey&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339546</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:15:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339546</guid><dc:creator>Tim Knoxville TN</dc:creator><description>&amp;lt;quote&amp;gt;I know I'm commiting a HUGE sin by saying this, But there'e a part from the Steve Miller Bands song &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot; that goes.....&amp;quot; ...and I speak, of the pompitice(sic) of love.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;Um...OK...What in all blue heck does Pompitice mean? &amp;lt;/quote&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;Pretty funny that you made up one yourself there sport. &amp;nbsp;Its 'properties of love'. &amp;nbsp;Congrats for outing your intellegence on the internet. &amp;nbsp;:)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339547</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:17:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339547</guid><dc:creator>Naph, Pittsburgh, PA</dc:creator><description>I nominate &amp;quot;Barlow Girls&amp;quot; by Superchick for this one:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;All the boys in the band want a valentine from a Barlow Girl&lt;br&gt;Boys think they're the bomb&lt;br&gt;Cause they remind them of their Mom.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339552</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:23:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339552</guid><dc:creator>Jim, Phoenix, AZ</dc:creator><description>It's &amp;quot;prophetess of love&amp;quot;, caineme. Don't diss Stevie.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339555</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:24:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339555</guid><dc:creator>jess capel army guy in belgium</dc:creator><description>I tried to pick out the worst verse of this song but each one was worse that the one before. This song has always been in the top 3 of these kinds of contests. Hearing this song provokes an intense desire to destroy the device projecting it along with intense nausea.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Afternoon Delight&lt;br&gt;The Starland Vocal Band&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight&lt;br&gt;gonna grab some afternoon delight.&lt;br&gt;My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right.&lt;br&gt;Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.&lt;br&gt;When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.&lt;br&gt;And you know the night is always gonna be there any way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite&lt;br&gt;looking forward to a little afternoon delight.&lt;br&gt;Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite&lt;br&gt;and the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Started out this morning feeling so polite&lt;br&gt;I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite&lt;br&gt;But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling&lt;br&gt;a little afternoon delight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please be waiting for me baby when I come around.&lt;br&gt;We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339559</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:27:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339559</guid><dc:creator>Dan, WV</dc:creator><description>I love Paul McCartney but these are the most banal lyrics ever to come from his pen:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Someone's knocking at the door&lt;br&gt;Somebody ringing a bell&lt;br&gt;Someone's knocking at the door&lt;br&gt;Somebody ringing a bell&lt;br&gt;Do me a favor&lt;br&gt;Open the door and LET THEM IN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not the most stellar moment in lyric history.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339563</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:32:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339563</guid><dc:creator>Billy, Albany, GA</dc:creator><description>How about this gem from Eric Clapton...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You would think my love was really something good,&lt;br&gt;Baby if I could change the world.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;maybe its just me, but i read that as his love isn't something good</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339566</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:36:09 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339566</guid><dc:creator>BIOBABS, Winona MN</dc:creator><description>Here's mine...love the chorus! (NOT!)&lt;br&gt;Artist: &lt;br&gt;Song: Good Morning Starshine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good morning starshine&lt;br&gt;The earth says hello&lt;br&gt;You twinkle above us&lt;br&gt;We twinkle below&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good morning starshine&lt;br&gt;You lead us along&lt;br&gt;My love and me as we sing&lt;br&gt;Our early morning singing song&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gliddy glub gloopy&lt;br&gt;Nibby nabby noopy&lt;br&gt;La la la lo lo&lt;br&gt;Sabba sibby sabba&lt;br&gt;Nooby abba nabba&lt;br&gt;Le le lo lo&lt;br&gt;Tooby ooby walla&lt;br&gt;Nooby abba naba&lt;br&gt;Early morning singing song&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339569</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:37:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339569</guid><dc:creator>Hilary, Indianapolis, IN</dc:creator><description>I like Depeche Mode a lot, but one of the verses in the song &amp;quot;Sweetest Perfection&amp;quot; always makes me cringe for some reason:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;When I need a drug in me&lt;br&gt;And it brings out the thug in me&lt;br&gt;Feel something tugging me&lt;br&gt;Then I want the real thing not tokens&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I didn't know this song was from the early 1990s, I'd think they were talking about Viagra.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339577</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:48:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339577</guid><dc:creator>Adrick Rhodes   Birmingham, AL</dc:creator><description>Actually the worst lyric of a song ever to me is....&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I wanna check you for Ticks&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Doesn't that just get &amp;quot;that loving feeling&amp;quot; geared right up for you? I know he thinks he is being cute, but really...if I found one on a girl I just got to liking. I think it might be game over for that date.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339580</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:50:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339580</guid><dc:creator>Tracy, Virginia</dc:creator><description>Someone left the cake out in the rain, I don't think that I can take it, because it took so long to bake it, and I'll never have that recipe again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blah, blah, blah, and the sweet green icing running down......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We can all think Richard Harris for these memorable lyrics.....Although Donna Summer had fun with them too.... </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339586</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:53:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339586</guid><dc:creator>Laurah in NY</dc:creator><description>Cupid's Chokehold by Gym Class Heroes. &amp;nbsp;The whole song is horrible. &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;she even cooks me pancakes and Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Is that after the pancakes??? &amp;quot;I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun&amp;quot; Ugh.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I love it when she calls my phone She even got her very own ringtone&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Is that a surprise? &amp;nbsp;Don't YOU have to give her her own ringtone??? &amp;nbsp;I could go on and on about how much I despise this song, but I won't. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339595</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:59:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339595</guid><dc:creator>Roger, CT</dc:creator><description>Loser by Beck (mid 90's I think)&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Chokin' on the splinters&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339597</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:03:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339597</guid><dc:creator>Joe Ridgewood, NJ</dc:creator><description>I adore this gem from Whitney Houston's The Greatest Love of All: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I believe the children are our future&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339603</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:06:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339603</guid><dc:creator>Matt, Baskerville, VA</dc:creator><description>You&lt;br&gt;You take my breath away&lt;br&gt;And I don't know what to say&lt;br&gt;'Cause you take my breath away&lt;br&gt;You take my breath away&lt;br&gt;You take my breath away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You take my breath away&lt;br&gt;Oh, you take my breath away...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rex Smith. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;worst song ever&lt;br&gt;it is so bad, i wish something would come along and take my breath away when it comes on the radio.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339608</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:10:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339608</guid><dc:creator>Rhonda Carbondale CO</dc:creator><description>Michael McDonald and Patti LaBelle &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;now we're up to talking divorce and we weren't even married...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339609</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:10:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339609</guid><dc:creator>Rico Naples Florida</dc:creator><description>All I have to say is Ton Loc's song Funky Cold Medina. &amp;nbsp;Pretty much every line from this song should be on a top list of worst lyrics. &amp;nbsp;For instance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;So I went up to this girl, she said hi my name is Sheena. &amp;nbsp;I thought she'd be good to go with a little funky cold medina. &amp;nbsp;She said I'd like a drink, I said mmm I'll go get it. &amp;nbsp;And then a couple of sips she go lick the lips and I knew that she was willin.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sounds like he is putting a roofie in her drink. &amp;nbsp;The whole song is full of horrible lines. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339619</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:15:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339619</guid><dc:creator>Stinky Wiselteets</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy&amp;quot; is classic. Kid Rock stole it from the Sugar Hill Gang's Rapper's Delight. Great song. &amp;nbsp;Awesome lyric, though it is lame when Kid Rock does it.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339636</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:24:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339636</guid><dc:creator>Charlene, New Bern, N C</dc:creator><description>caineme in Quincy, CA....NO, you are NOT the only one tripping on that line from The Joker! &amp;nbsp;I can't believe someone else is bothered by something that has grated on my nerves for years! &amp;nbsp;LOL!! &amp;nbsp;As you said, I always wondered what the heck a &amp;quot;pompitice&amp;quot; was?? &amp;nbsp;Also, Air Supply's entire repetoire of lyrics can be lumped into worst lyrics...they all suck big time!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339640</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:25:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339640</guid><dc:creator>Victor, Kansas City, MO</dc:creator><description>Who sang &amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot; and the lyric &amp;quot;See the tree how big it grows/but friend it hasn't been to long, it wasn't big. &amp;nbsp;I laughed at her and she got mad/the first day that she planted it was just a twig.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339641</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:25:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339641</guid><dc:creator>Mike Florey</dc:creator><description>From one of my favorite ballads: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Everybody was Kung Fu fighting&lt;br&gt;Those cats was fast as lightning&amp;quot;...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339644</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:27:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339644</guid><dc:creator>Diann Johnson, Houston, Tx</dc:creator><description>Bad lyrics? &amp;nbsp;Okay. &amp;nbsp;How about:&lt;br&gt;Yummy, yummy, yummy I got love in my tummy. &amp;nbsp;(eliciting corresponding lyrics - Yucky yucky yucky I think that I'll throw uppy)&lt;br&gt;OR:&lt;br&gt;Never gonna' dance again. &amp;nbsp;Guilty feet have got no rhythm. &amp;nbsp;(News flash - feet have got no emotions) &lt;br&gt;OR:&lt;br&gt;Wake me up before you go go. &amp;nbsp;Don't leave me hangin' on like a yo-yo. &amp;nbsp;(Another news flash. &amp;nbsp;Whether she wakes you up or not you are, apparently, already a yo-yo)&lt;br&gt;And finally, one of my favorites:&lt;br&gt;I'm flying high like an eagle in the eye of a hurricane that's abandoned. &amp;nbsp;(I wasn't aware hurricanes are normally populated. &amp;nbsp;Are they run by some kind of crew who decided at some point to leave the hurrican en masse? &amp;nbsp;And what does one use to abandon a hurricane? &amp;nbsp;Does one jump onto a passing tropical depression and paddle off?)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339655</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:36:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339655</guid><dc:creator>Lee, Springfield, Mass.</dc:creator><description>I've got two: &amp;nbsp;first, those dead girlfriend songs of the 60s are their genre of bad lyrics (&amp;quot;And, Honey, I miss you, OOO-ooo, and I'm feelin' blue&amp;quot;) &amp;nbsp;Yikes! &amp;nbsp;Second, every word in &amp;quot;Hollaback Girl&amp;quot; is stupid except, perhaps, for people who can't spell &amp;quot;banana.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339664</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:44:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339664</guid><dc:creator>Mo, Massachusetts</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I have been to Paradise but I have never been to me&amp;quot; by Charlene sometime in the 80's - talk about stupid.&lt;br&gt;How about the ever offensive &amp;quot;Push Push in the B*sh. &amp;nbsp;Don't know what year - I think it was in the 70's during the disco craze.&lt;br&gt;My Humps - that is a lovely little song - NOT.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339665</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:45:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339665</guid><dc:creator>Sam, Franklin TN</dc:creator><description>That old Barbara Mandrell song always drives me crazy - &amp;quot;One of a kind, a pair of fools...&amp;quot;. A PAIR of fools would be TWO of a kind! And it's the title of the song! AAUUGH!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339666</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:46:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339666</guid><dc:creator>Dianne, Topeka  KS</dc:creator><description>regarding Steve Miller's &amp;quot;The Joker,&amp;quot; please refer to reference.com &amp;nbsp;and look up Pompatus.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339667</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:46:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339667</guid><dc:creator>Lisa, New York, NY</dc:creator><description>Note to caineme - That line from &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot; actually inspired an entire movie! &amp;nbsp;Check out the 1996 Jon Cryer movie &amp;quot;The Pompatus of Love&amp;quot; for a real howl.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339673</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:50:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339673</guid><dc:creator>Chuck - Mountain View, Arkansas</dc:creator><description>Bobby Goldsboro has to have the worst song ever written and it's called &amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;See the tree, how big it's grown&lt;br&gt;But friend it hasn't been too long&lt;br&gt;It wasn't big&lt;br&gt;I laughed at her and she got mad&lt;br&gt;The first day that she planted it, was just a twig&lt;br&gt;Then the first snow came&lt;br&gt;And she ran out to brush the snow away&lt;br&gt;So it wouldn't die&lt;br&gt;Came runnin' in all excited&lt;br&gt;Slipped and almost hurt herself&lt;br&gt;And I laughed till I cried&lt;br&gt;She was always young at heart&lt;br&gt;Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so&lt;br&gt;And I surprised her with a puppy&lt;br&gt;Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago&lt;br&gt;And it would sure embarrass her&lt;br&gt;When I came in from workin' late&lt;br&gt;'Cause I would know&lt;br&gt;That she'd been sittin' there and cryin'&lt;br&gt;Over some sad and silly late, late show&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And honey, I miss you&lt;br&gt;And I'm bein' good&lt;br&gt;And I'd love to be with you&lt;br&gt;If only I could&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339684</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:56:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339684</guid><dc:creator>Ben B., Cheshire, CT</dc:creator><description>Diann - how can you loathe &amp;quot;Freebird&amp;quot;? Yes, Sweet Home Alabama is their sig song, but Freebird is true magnum opus of the best Southern Rock band of all. I've seen Elizabethtown 5 times already just for the tribute piece. LOL... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are some real classics like &amp;quot;Come Together&amp;quot; by the Beatles or &amp;quot;Jumpin' Jack Flash&amp;quot; by the Stones (as well as other early Stones songs) have very innocuous lyrics...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339686</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:57:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339686</guid><dc:creator>Kathryn, Glenview, IL</dc:creator><description>I'm going to have to go with the best display of logic ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm hot cause I'm fly&lt;br&gt;You aint cause you not&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's ridiculously juvenile and clearly meant for people playing Which of these is not like the other?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But what else would you expect from a song called This is why I'm hot?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Should also point out that it should be done without just using similes. &amp;nbsp;Thank god someone else has control of the dictionary.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339687</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:58:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339687</guid><dc:creator>Alex D, New York, NY</dc:creator><description>Pink's first single, &amp;quot;There You Go,&amp;quot; contains one of my all-time favorite revisions of the English language: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;there you go/talkin' bout you want me back/sometimes it be's like that&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, sometimes it really does just be like that. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339688</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:59:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339688</guid><dc:creator>michele</dc:creator><description>let us not forget bill whithers ain't no sunshine he says i know 65 times&lt;br&gt;(i was forced to count by my dad) that really bugged me</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339695</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:01:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339695</guid><dc:creator>Joey Joe Joe Junior Shabadoo</dc:creator><description>I want everyone to picture someone saying this to you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The beating of my heart is a drum, and it's lost and it's looking for a rhythm like you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You would probably laugh in their face. &amp;nbsp;This classic comes from Air Supply's Making Love Out Of Nothing At All. &amp;nbsp;Sorry if you like them, but this is corny.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339699</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:04:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339699</guid><dc:creator>Julie Pinney Robb, Tulsa, Oklahoma</dc:creator><description>My vote for the all-time worst rock and roll lyric would have to be that classic from Led Zeppelin's &amp;quot;Stairway to Heaven&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If there's a bustle in your hedgerow&lt;br&gt;Don't be alarmed now&lt;br&gt;It's just a spring-clean for the May Queen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Um...what? Is there a May Queen in my hedgerow? Is it a male Queen or a female Queen? And why oh why do I have royalty doing my gardening? </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339700</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:05:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339700</guid><dc:creator>John Pope, Houston, Texas</dc:creator><description>I would like to nominate Rush's &amp;quot;Tom Sawyer&amp;quot;...&amp;quot;Today's Tom Sawyer, he gets high on you, and the space he invades he gets by on you.&amp;quot; All sung to dramatic guitar riffs as if to emphasize the deeply profound nature of whatever it is the singer is trying to convey. I never could stand that song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339704</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:07:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339704</guid><dc:creator>Bob</dc:creator><description>C'mon. &amp;nbsp;The worst lyric of all time is from Van Hagar's 5150.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Only time will tell if we'll stand the test of time.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339708</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:09:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339708</guid><dc:creator>Thomas, Austin, TX</dc:creator><description>I love me some Madonna like you wouldnt believe but the opening lyrics for &amp;quot;I love New York&amp;quot; from her 2005 album Confessions on a Dancefloor...well, they just kill me:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I don't like cities &lt;br&gt;But I like New York &lt;br&gt;Other places make me feel like a Dork&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;actually that song is full or 'em:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If you don't like my attitude &lt;br&gt;Then you can eff off &lt;br&gt;Just go to Texas &lt;br&gt;Isn't there where they golf?&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh Madge, you're silly.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339726</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:16:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339726</guid><dc:creator>Justin, Salt Lake City, UT</dc:creator><description>I have heard some bad lyrics in my time. I think one of the worst lyrics I have heard is, &amp;quot;I like big butts and I cannot lie...&amp;quot;. The song by Sir Mix-A-Lot has a great beat to it but you really have to call into question if </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339734</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:18:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339734</guid><dc:creator>Alan  St. Paul, MN</dc:creator><description>In &amp;quot;I Am, I Said,&amp;quot; I believe the lyric is &amp;quot;and no one heard at all that even would care.&amp;quot; Makes a lot more sense now, huh? And with regards to &amp;quot;pompateus&amp;quot; (or however you spell it), it is indeed a made up word. I remember Steve Miller doing an interview where he said he made up the word &amp;quot;because it fit.&amp;quot; My older brother always maintained he was singing about the &amp;quot;competence&amp;quot; of love. I'm not sure how much sense that makes! Macarthur Park has always struck me as an unintentional joke. I'm sure Richard Harris thought he was creating a work of art, but that's a whole lot of emotion wasted on a friggin' cake! </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339737</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:19:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339737</guid><dc:creator>xtine, memphis, TN</dc:creator><description>in reference to the Three Dog Night &amp;quot;Joy To The World&amp;quot; -- how could you mess up the first line? &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Jeremiah was a bullfrog &lt;br&gt;Was a good friend of mine &lt;br&gt;I never understood a single word he said &lt;br&gt;But I helped him a-drink his wine &lt;br&gt;And he always had some mighty fine wine&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i happen to LOVE that song by the way. &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339738</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:19:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339738</guid><dc:creator>Justin, Salt Lake City, UT</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I like big butts and I cannot lie&amp;quot;... What a standout lyric in a song by Sir Mix-A-Lot. The music has a great beat to it and yet at the same time the lyric implies that men like women with big butts. Truth is that this lyric couldn't apply anymore than it does now with the obesity rate in the United States rising as quickly as it is now.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339739</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:19:32 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339739</guid><dc:creator>M Baltimore, MD</dc:creator><description>Brad Paisley's &amp;quot;Ticks&amp;quot; lyrics make me feel icky every time I hear them...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey that gives me an idea&lt;br&gt;lets get out of this bar&lt;br&gt;Drive out into the country&lt;br&gt;And find a place to park&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CHORUS&lt;br&gt;Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight&lt;br&gt;I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks&lt;br&gt;I'd like to walk you in a field of wildflowers&lt;br&gt;And I'd like to check you for ticks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know the perfect little path&lt;br&gt;Out in these woods I used to hunt&lt;br&gt;Don't worry babe I've got your back&lt;br&gt;And I've also got your front&lt;br&gt;I'd hate to waste a night like this&lt;br&gt;I'll keep you safe you wait and see&lt;br&gt;The only thing allowed to crawl all over you&lt;br&gt;When we get there is me&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339742</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:20:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339742</guid><dc:creator>Brian,Bflo,NY</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I'm never gonna dance again&amp;quot; Wham&lt;br&gt;OH NO!!!!!!! He might as well turn on the gas</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339745</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:21:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339745</guid><dc:creator>Pat in Dallas Texas</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;'Cause the free wind is blowin through your hair&lt;br&gt;And the days surround your daylight there&lt;br&gt;Seasons crying no despair&lt;br&gt;Alligator lizards in the air, in the air&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ventura Highway -- America&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Back to the howling old owl in the woods&lt;br&gt;Hunting the horny back toad&lt;br&gt;Oh I've finally decided my future lies&lt;br&gt;Beyond the yellow brick road&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Goodbye Yellow Brick Road -- Elton John&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Horny Back Toads? &amp;nbsp;Alligator Lizards in the air?&lt;br&gt;What were these guys doing back stage?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339750</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:21:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339750</guid><dc:creator>Nancy, Illinois</dc:creator><description>I'm trying very hard to remember the name of the song that Neil Young performed with the worst lyrics yet. &amp;nbsp;When he did it live, he said that he originally wrote 28 verses to the song and that the next one was the worst of the 28, but he put it in anyway just to show us how bad it can get. &amp;nbsp;It went something like, &amp;quot;Now you're underneath the stairs, and you're givin' back some glares... &amp;nbsp;to the people that you've met and it's your first cigarette.&amp;quot; I'd appreciate it if someone would tell me the name of the song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339760</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:27:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339760</guid><dc:creator>Dave the I.T. Guy</dc:creator><description>Oh, I know what SLAYER was getting at. But their lyrics are sweet hymns of love and faith when compared to those of Cannibal Corpse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I first heard Black Eyed Peas' &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot;, I thought it was some kind of joke song. &amp;quot;My lovely lady lumps&amp;quot;? It made me laugh!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339761</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:28:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339761</guid><dc:creator>pat O</dc:creator><description>Actually, I always liked &amp;quot;Wild Thing&amp;quot; - it's my ringtone!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339777</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:33:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339777</guid><dc:creator>Dian, New York, NY</dc:creator><description>Here's an amazing feat of &amp;quot;whaaaa???&amp;quot; by Extreme: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you&lt;br&gt;Its not that I want you&lt;br&gt;Not to say, but if you only knew&lt;br&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel&lt;br&gt;More than words is all you have to do to make it real&lt;br&gt;Then you wouldnt have to say that you love me&lt;br&gt;Cos Id already know&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339781</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:34:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339781</guid><dc:creator>Bob, Kansas City, MO</dc:creator><description>Bonzo Dog Band:&lt;br&gt;Can a blue man sing the whites or are they hypocrites?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339787</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:37:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339787</guid><dc:creator>Danny, Dallas, Tx</dc:creator><description>Without a doubt, the most inane, contrived, and idiotic lyric ever written is from the Metallica song St. Anger. I'm sure James Hetfield truly thought proclaiming that &amp;quot;I'm madly in anger with you..&amp;quot; was absolutely metal. Which it is, in that unintentionally hilarious way...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339788</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:37:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339788</guid><dc:creator>Cathie    Southwick, Ma</dc:creator><description>I hate the song lyric&amp;quot;There were birds on the hill and I never heard them singing until there was you.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I think maybe I could seek and destroy that stupid song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339795</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:39:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339795</guid><dc:creator>ken, roanoke va</dc:creator><description>Linda Ronstadt's Poor Poor Pitiful Me--&amp;quot;he's a credit to his gender/put me through some changes, Lord/sort of like a Waring blender. &amp;nbsp;Talk about a reach for a rhyme--what's next? &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I couldn't keep him off me--he was up at six every morning/ just like my Mr Coffee&amp;quot;? &amp;nbsp;I know that Warren Zevon wrote this, but I'm holding Linda responsible for driving it into my brain.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339802</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:42:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339802</guid><dc:creator>Joy F, Modesto, California</dc:creator><description>How about &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,&lt;br&gt;And their like&lt;br&gt;It's better than yours,&lt;br&gt;Damn right it's better than yours,&lt;br&gt;I can teach you, &lt;br&gt;But I have to charge&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I hear kids singing this song all the time! Disgusting and stupid all rolled into one lame song. I can't believe the radio plays this crap.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339804</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:42:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339804</guid><dc:creator>Elaine Dodson, El Cajon, CA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Someone left the cake out in the rain and i don't think i can take it, because it took so long to bake it and I'll never have that recipe again!&amp;quot; </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339815</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:47:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339815</guid><dc:creator>Dani K</dc:creator><description>The worst? &amp;nbsp;from &amp;quot;Your Song&amp;quot; by Elton John: &amp;quot;If I was a sculptor....but then again, no...&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Hey, Elton, you brought it up, not us! &amp;nbsp;Why even mention it?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339819</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:50:29 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339819</guid><dc:creator>Kenn McDade, Jackson, MS</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;swingin.&amp;quot; John Anderson wrote this to be a flop so his divorced wife would get nothing in the settlement. &amp;nbsp;She was due the profits from his next song. &amp;nbsp;He released &amp;quot;Swingin&amp;quot; Which was awful and it became a number one country hit.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339824</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:51:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339824</guid><dc:creator>J. Norman</dc:creator><description>Sorry everyone, You have good choices, but I'm afraid that the run away winner for worst all time song to hit the top 10 is &amp;quot;Surfin Bird&amp;quot; by the Trashmen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;the bird, the bird, the bird, birds the word, I say the bird, the bird, the bird birds the word, Well, don't you know about the bird, well, everyone's heard about the bird, you know the bird, the bird&amp;quot; . . and so on.&lt;br&gt;Actually, it's just not the lyrics, you have to hear it in context of the singing. &amp;nbsp;Easily the worst song ever!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339835</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:55:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339835</guid><dc:creator>Thos. P. Pontiac Ill.</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;The wild dogs cry out in the night as they grow restless longing for some solitary company.&lt;br&gt;I know that I must do what's right.&lt;br&gt;As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serangheti&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;From &amp;quot;Africa&amp;quot; by Toto. The most inane lyrics from one of the absolute worst songs to ever crack the top forty.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339839</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:55:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339839</guid><dc:creator>Ted K</dc:creator><description>The worst of all has to be that incipit &amp;quot;Baweemawep&amp;quot; thing from &amp;quot;The Lion Sleeps Tonight.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Like somebody rubbing a cheese grater on my spine.&lt;br&gt;AND THEY SAY IT OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339840</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:56:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339840</guid><dc:creator>James, Huntsville, AL</dc:creator><description>What no votes for a couple of the worst songs of all time in the rock era? &amp;nbsp; They would be &amp;quot;Seasons in the Sun&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Mmmm-bop&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Nauseating is putting it mildly.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339841</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 14:56:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339841</guid><dc:creator>Shaun, Cincinnati, OH</dc:creator><description>What about that Hanson song? Did it even have actual words? So annoying it makes my head hurt. Thankfully, they did not last. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339852</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:01:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339852</guid><dc:creator>Paul Hixon, Columbus, Ohio</dc:creator><description>The worst for me is &amp;quot;She's like the wind through my tree.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;What! &amp;nbsp;The only thing more unbelievable than this lyric is that the song has recently been remade by Lumidee.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339865</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:07:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339865</guid><dc:creator>Matt, New York, NY</dc:creator><description>I gotta mention the Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel song &amp;quot;Leaves That Are Green.&amp;quot; I like the song, but the last verse always makes me think Paul just was at a loss for words. Here it is:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song.&lt;br&gt;Im twenty-two now but I wont be for long&lt;br&gt;Time hurries on.&lt;br&gt;And the leaves that are green turn to brown,&lt;br&gt;And they wither with the wind,&lt;br&gt;And they crumble in your hand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl.&lt;br&gt;I held her close, but she faded in the night&lt;br&gt;Like a poem I meant to write.&lt;br&gt;And the leaves that are green turn to brown,&lt;br&gt;And they wither with the wind,&lt;br&gt;And they crumble in your hand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I threw a pebble in a brook&lt;br&gt;And watched the ripples run away&lt;br&gt;And they never made a sound.&lt;br&gt;And the leaves that are green turned to brown,&lt;br&gt;And they wither with the wind,&lt;br&gt;And they crumble in your hand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello, hello, hello, good-bye,&lt;br&gt;Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye,&lt;br&gt;Thats all there is.&lt;br&gt;And the leaves that are green turned to brown,&lt;br&gt;And they wither with the wind,&lt;br&gt;And they crumble in your hand.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339868</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:09:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339868</guid><dc:creator>Al</dc:creator><description>pompatus of love, explained:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html"&gt;http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339879</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:15:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339879</guid><dc:creator>r.w. walker</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;guilty feet have got no rhythm&amp;quot;--george michael, i'm never gonna dance again</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339883</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:16:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339883</guid><dc:creator>Yaira, Newport News, VA</dc:creator><description>My top choice right now would have to be from a Kid Rock song... I'll admit the rythm and music are catchy, but I've always hated his stuff because the lyrics are so stupid. These take the cake:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Cowboy baby! With the top let back and the sunshine shinin&amp;quot; (the sunshine is shining as oposed to???)&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;And then Hanson's: &amp;quot;MMMBop, ba duba dop ba do bop, Ba duba dop ba do bop, Ba duba dop ba do. Oh yeh, yeah!&amp;quot; (*gag reflex*)&lt;br&gt;And of course that &amp;quot;cake in the rain&amp;quot; song has to be one of the worst metaphores ever known to man... :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339885</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:16:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339885</guid><dc:creator>Lewis Fernandez, Hayward, CA</dc:creator><description>I'm passing this on from someone's comments on a radio station:&lt;br&gt;The song &amp;quot;Bust a Move&amp;quot; has the rap lyrics:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry. &lt;br&gt;In five days from now he's gonna marry. &lt;br&gt;He's hoping you can make it there if you can&lt;br&gt;Cuz in the ceremony you'll be the best man.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;So...if Larry's getting married, shouldn't his brother Harry be the best man instead of the rhetorical male 'you'? And the line, &amp;quot;He's hoping you can make it there IF YOU CAN:??? &amp;nbsp;If you are indeed, the best man, you'd BETTER be at the wedding, not just &amp;quot;if you can&amp;quot; LOL! &amp;nbsp;: )</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339890</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:20:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339890</guid><dc:creator>Tavia S. Colorado Springs, CO</dc:creator><description>DITTO on the &amp;quot;My humps&amp;quot; songs and another DITTO to the woman above who mentioned Duran2-Same here, big Duranie growin up!&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; is right up there for worst songs ever along with &amp;quot;Black Velvet&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Push it&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Rock a bye&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Wind beneath my wings&amp;quot;- Should have been &amp;quot;fart between my cheeks&amp;quot;!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339893</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:22:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339893</guid><dc:creator>Mike, Chicago</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Meet virginia&amp;quot; by Train is full of awful lyrics:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;She smokes a pack a day, oh wait, that's me but anyway&lt;br&gt;She doesn't care a thing about that, hey&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guilty for using &amp;quot;but anyway&amp;quot; as filler, then rhyming THAT with &amp;quot;hey&amp;quot;, which is the the 2nd worst lyrical cop-out ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Well she wants to be the Queen&lt;br&gt;Then she thinks about her scene&lt;br&gt;Pulls her hair back as she screams&lt;br&gt;I don't really wanna be the queen&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rhyming a word with the same word later, in this case &amp;quot;queen&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;The worst lyrical cop-out ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Well she wants to live her life &lt;br&gt;Then she thinks about her life&lt;br&gt;Pulls her hair back as she screams&lt;br&gt;I don't really wanna live this life&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And here they fo it again, rhyming &amp;quot;life&amp;quot; with &amp;quot;life&amp;quot;...TWICE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;She only drinks coffee at Midnight, when the moment is not&lt;br&gt;right, her timing is quite-unusual&lt;br&gt;you see her confidence is tragic, but her intuition magic&lt;br&gt;and the shape of her body - unusual&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pulling this stunt twice before wasn't enough, they have to do it a THIRD TIME!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All of Train's songs are similarly bad, but this one make me want to put a bullet in my head.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339896</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:23:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339896</guid><dc:creator>Jamie Chattanooga Tennessee</dc:creator><description>Nickelback's &amp;quot;Figured you out&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;I like your lack of self respect while you're passed out on the deck, I love my hands around your neck&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;well now, thats just degrading :)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339900</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:26:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339900</guid><dc:creator>Ken, boston,ma</dc:creator><description>Feelings nothing more than feelings or How about All by myself, No wonder your all by yourself you could drive away buzzards off roadkill</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339905</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:30:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339905</guid><dc:creator>AbleMe, Seattle, Wash</dc:creator><description>cainme wrote:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I know I'm commiting a HUGE sin by saying this, But there'e a part from the Steve Miller Bands song &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot; that goes.....&amp;quot; ...and I speak, of the pompitice(sic) of love.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Um...OK...What in all blue heck does Pompitice mean? Did Mr, Miller have a Flavor Flav moment and make up a word? I love this song, don't get me wrong. So much so that my friends and I dressed up as the song for Halloween one year.(And almost won the contest, I might add) But, evertime I get to that part, I kinda studder for a moment!!!! Am I the only one tripping on this?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, it's just you. &amp;nbsp;The lyrics are, &amp;quot;... and I speak of the PROPERTIES of love.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Pompitice? &amp;nbsp;Quit smoking whatever you're smoking and try google before you post such a dumb question.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339911</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:33:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339911</guid><dc:creator>Lorita, Poway, CA</dc:creator><description>For Pam in Yakima ... Burt Bacharach only composed the music for &amp;quot;What the World Needs Now&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;The actual lyrics were written by Hal David.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For caineme in Quincy ... pompatus is a neologism, which is a word, term, or phrase which has been recently created (&amp;quot;coined&amp;quot;) — often to apply to new concepts, to synthesize pre-existing concepts, or to make older terminology sound more contemporary. &amp;nbsp;From Wikipedia:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Some people call me the space cowboy.&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yeah! Some call me the gangster of love.&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Some people call me Maurice,&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;'Cause I speak of the pompatus of love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The words &amp;quot;space cowboy&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;gangster of love&amp;quot; are both references to previous Miller songs. The &amp;quot;pompatus&amp;quot; line is also a reference to an earlier song of his, &amp;quot;Enter Maurice,&amp;quot; which was recorded the previous year.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339913</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:33:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339913</guid><dc:creator>DJ, Santa Maria, CA</dc:creator><description>I truly despise Avril Lavigne's &amp;quot;Your girlfriend is so 'whatever'&amp;quot; lyric from &amp;quot;Girlfriend.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;An adult came up with this line, are you kidding me? &amp;nbsp;It sounds like something a fake band from a Saved By The Bell-type show! &amp;nbsp;Maybe you want to be his girlfriend, Avril, but if the man has any brains, he'll stick with the one who is intelligent enough to say something other than a Valley Girl-ish 'so whatever.'</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339916</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:34:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339916</guid><dc:creator>Pam St. Charles, MO</dc:creator><description>MacArthur Park is melting in the dark&lt;br&gt;All the sweet, green icing flowing down&lt;br&gt;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br&gt;I don't think that I can take it&lt;br&gt;'Cause it took so long to bake it&lt;br&gt;And I'll never have that recipe again&lt;br&gt;Oh, no!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MacArthur Park....no contest!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339921</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:37:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339921</guid><dc:creator>Sharon, New Orleans</dc:creator><description>My fav is from &amp;quot;Let that pony run&amp;quot; by Pam Tillis and the line is &amp;quot;She got a divorce and a chestnut horse&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;HUH??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339922</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:37:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339922</guid><dc:creator>Genesis, OH</dc:creator><description>I said a hip hop da hibby da hibby hibby hip hip hop you don't stop a rockin, to the bang bang boogy said up jump to boogie to the rhythm of the boogie to be.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Need I say more?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339928</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:38:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339928</guid><dc:creator>Leslie, New Mexico</dc:creator><description>A couple come to mind...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The Blood of the Guitar was Chuck Berry Red.&amp;quot; - Meat Loaf (I love Meat Loaf, but that line always cracks me up.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Having my baby, what a lovely way of saying how much you love me...&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;(There are SO many things wrong with this I can't even begin to describe it. &amp;nbsp;I'd like to poke Paul Anka in the eye for that one.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;And if you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one you're with.&amp;quot; (I can't for the life of me think of who sang this. &amp;nbsp;But yeah...settling makes it ALL better. &amp;nbsp;That's how you make a relationship work. &amp;nbsp;Just suck it up and be miserable.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the Black Eyed Peas &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot;....god help me. &amp;nbsp;My stepdaughters discovered that song and I knew that Dante was right about layers of hell. &amp;nbsp;On the upshot, Alanis Morisette's cover of it was quite funny, seeing her give her usual angsty spin to it.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339930</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:39:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339930</guid><dc:creator>Sheila, Fargo, ND</dc:creator><description>From &amp;quot;Shake, Rattle and Roll&amp;quot;~&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Get out in that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans, roll my breakfast cuz I'm a hungry man&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bill Haley &amp;amp; the Comets. &amp;nbsp;Really, Bill? &amp;nbsp;You're hungry? &amp;nbsp;Make your own damn breakfast, hungry man.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339936</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:40:45 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339936</guid><dc:creator>JJ</dc:creator><description>I just had this conversation about the Backstreet Boys &amp;quot;I Want It That Way&amp;quot;. It's not just that I hate this song (which I do, despite it's incredibly catchy melody and good performance and production value)...it's that I can't figure out WHICH WAY THEY WANT IT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are my fire&lt;br&gt;The one desire&lt;br&gt;Believe when I say&lt;br&gt;I want it that way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(from this I get that he really likes this girl and he's happy about it)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But we are two worlds apart&lt;br&gt;Can't reach to your heart&lt;br&gt;When you say&lt;br&gt;That I want it that way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Uh oh - worlds apart! So they're separated by something, and if she likes it that way she obviously doesn't care for him - or his boyband money.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ Chorus: ] &lt;br&gt;Tell me why&lt;br&gt;Ain't nothin' but a heartache&lt;br&gt;Tell me why&lt;br&gt;Ain't nothin' but a mistake&lt;br&gt;Tell me why&lt;br&gt;I never wanna hear you say&lt;br&gt;I want it that way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Ok, it's obviously tough on this guy...so tough he's making no sense. Does he not want to hear her say she's glad they're &amp;quot;worlds apart&amp;quot;?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am I your fire&lt;br&gt;Your one desire&lt;br&gt;Yes I know it's too late&lt;br&gt;But I want it that way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Ok, assuming this is the same girl I am TOTALLY confused. All the sudden the shoe's on the other foot. Does she now want him and he's with someone else? Is he glad she wants him anyway, so she knows how it feels?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ Chorus ] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I can see that&lt;br&gt;we're falling apart&lt;br&gt;From the way that it&lt;br&gt;used to be, yeah&lt;br&gt;No matter the distance&lt;br&gt;I want you to know&lt;br&gt;That deep down&lt;br&gt;inside of me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Who's falling apart? Is it his relationship with girl #2? Is he glad they're breaking up so now he can hook up with the girl who dissed him first?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are my fire&lt;br&gt;The one desire&lt;br&gt;You are&lt;br&gt;You are, you are, you are&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Again: girl, he likes you)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't wanna hear you say&lt;br&gt;Ain't nothin' but a heartache&lt;br&gt;Ain't nothin' but a mistake&lt;br&gt;(Don't wanna hear you say)&lt;br&gt;I never wanna hear you say&lt;br&gt;I want it that way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(So he never wants to hear her say she wants it that way? The way she wanted it in the beginning? What other way could this confused girl want it? Broiled? Fried? With extra cheese???)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell me why&lt;br&gt;Ain't nothin' but a heartache&lt;br&gt;Tell me why&lt;br&gt;Ain't nothin but a mistake&lt;br&gt;Tell me why&lt;br&gt;I never wanna hear you say&lt;br&gt;(Don't wanna hear you say it)&lt;br&gt;I want it that way&lt;br&gt;I want it that way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(At this point I'm tearing out what little hair I have left. So this whole thing was a mistake? A misunderstanding? Have I wasted my time typing this when I should be working? DEAR GOD, tell me WHY-EE!)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339941</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:41:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339941</guid><dc:creator>E, Denver, CO</dc:creator><description>to caineme - I recall vaguely reading an interview with Steve Miller where he admits that he does indeed say &amp;quot;I speak of the pompitous of love&amp;quot;, but also that he made up the word pompitous because it sounded cool. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339947</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:45:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339947</guid><dc:creator>Jacky Jackman, Austin, Texas</dc:creator><description>If I NEVER hear again...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun,&lt;br&gt;But the stars that we reached were just starfish on the beach.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;Rod McKuen go away drag out that first grade primer some other day!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then there is this jewel in the lyrical crown…&lt;br&gt;“I heard my mama cry.&lt;br&gt;I heard her pray the night Chicago died.&lt;br&gt;Brother what a fight it really was,&lt;br&gt;Brother what a fight the people saw,&lt;br&gt;Glory be!”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alas too many lousy lyrics and too little time.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Loving you is easy cuz you're beautiful.&amp;quot; My fillings fell out when Minnie Ripperton hit those high notes. Yipe!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339955</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:47:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339955</guid><dc:creator>Rick Figueroa Waretown, NJ</dc:creator><description>Hey Jude, the movement you need is on your shoulder???? The Beatles</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339958</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:48:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339958</guid><dc:creator>Connie, Ohio</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;We had joy, we had fun,&lt;br&gt;We had seasons in the sun&lt;br&gt;But the stars we could reach&lt;br&gt;Were just starfish on the beach.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No wonder the singer sang about how it was &amp;quot;hard to die&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;So many of us would have gladly obliged him.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339959</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:49:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339959</guid><dc:creator>Kristi, The OC</dc:creator><description>caineme, I totally feel your pain about that made up word in &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot;! &amp;nbsp;I feel the same way about &amp;quot;Hotel California&amp;quot;...&amp;quot;warm smell of colitas/rising up through the air.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;What in the name of all that is holy is colitas??? &amp;nbsp;Who gave musicians the free will to make up new, pointless words just to fill some space in a song?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My own personal worst lyrics EVER, is from a little Beach Boys ditty called &amp;quot;Little St. Nick,&amp;quot; which inevitably floods the radio airwaves every Christmas season. &amp;nbsp;I guess Brian Wilson and Mike Love thought it would be fun to become Captain Obvious with the line &amp;quot;Christmas comes this time each year.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Thank you SO much, I might have missed it if you hadn't let me know that it comes around the same time every year! &amp;nbsp;ARGH!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339963</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:51:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339963</guid><dc:creator>Kate, Omaha NE</dc:creator><description>Paula Cole's &amp;quot;I Don't Want to Wait&amp;quot; makes me cringe. &amp;nbsp;Truthfully, any song from Dawson's Creek makes me cringe, but the lyrics for this one have been known to make me scream in the car and turn the radio off so my ears don't melt. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So open up your morning light &lt;br&gt;And say a little prayer for I &lt;br&gt;You know that if we are to stay alive &lt;br&gt;And see the peace in every I &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339964</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:52:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339964</guid><dc:creator>Alicia, West Lafayette, IN</dc:creator><description>The song that really bothered me was called Blue and they just kept repeating &amp;quot;I'm blue da da di da di dum...&amp;quot; the whole time.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339967</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:53:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339967</guid><dc:creator>deedee</dc:creator><description>Maddona:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Love is where you find it, not just where you bump and grind it.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Puh-leeze. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339971</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:55:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339971</guid><dc:creator>Kim, San Diego</dc:creator><description>Hi Gael,&lt;br&gt;This is off topic but what happened to the Amazing Race this summer? &amp;nbsp;Was that show canceled? &amp;nbsp;Thanks.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339974</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:56:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339974</guid><dc:creator>Sam</dc:creator><description>New Kids on the Block, &amp;quot;Step by Step&amp;quot;...pretty much tne entire song has terrible lyrics but i think the worst is the actual run through of the steps: &amp;quot;Step one: we can have lots of fun...&amp;quot; Admittedly, it's these horribly kitschy lyrics that make me love the song...ironically of course.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339976</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:57:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339976</guid><dc:creator>Jody, Denver, CO</dc:creator><description>My favorite has always been &amp;quot;I'm on fire,&amp;quot; Bruce Stringsteen. &amp;nbsp;It's not so much the lyric as the fact that he sings it as though he is about to drop off to sleep. &amp;nbsp;I don't think that's how I would sound, were I on fire.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#339984</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:59:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:339984</guid><dc:creator>Robeli Teran, San Antonio, TX</dc:creator><description>How about Celine Dion's ode to lovers on sinking ships, &amp;quot;My Heart Will Go On&amp;quot; from TITANIC:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Love was when I loved you&amp;quot; and how about &amp;quot;Far across the distance and spaces between us, you have come to show you go on&amp;quot;? &amp;nbsp;...the hell!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How many times can you repeat the song title within a song? &amp;nbsp;Apparently a whole bunch as proven by this terrible, schmaltzy drivel.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340001</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:05:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340001</guid><dc:creator>Jill, Fort Worth, TX</dc:creator><description>This one always kills me: from Trick Daddy's &amp;quot;Sugar(Gimmie Some)&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You give me high blood pressure like a diabetic&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shouldn't that be high blood sugar like a diabetic?&lt;br&gt;It's enough to drive me crazy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340004</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:08:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340004</guid><dc:creator>Jody Denver CO</dc:creator><description>How about&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br&gt;Have I told you there's no one else above you&lt;br&gt;You fill my heart with gladness&lt;br&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My five year old writes better lyrics than this. &amp;nbsp;And you can't get through a wedding reception without hearing it. . . . &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340010</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:11:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340010</guid><dc:creator>oldie but goodie</dc:creator><description>to BV:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;JEREMIAH WAS A BULLFROG!!!! &amp;nbsp;was a good friend of mine...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now you got me singing that song in my head, must go find my 45s!!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340012</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:12:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340012</guid><dc:creator>Bill, St. Louis, MO</dc:creator><description>Children of the 70's! Who can forget:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na, Batman!&lt;br&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na, Batman!&lt;br&gt;Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Batman!...&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340015</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:13:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340015</guid><dc:creator>Mike in Iowa</dc:creator><description>BV from Joliet got it right. &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Every Breath You Take&amp;quot; is indeed a song about stalking and surveillance. &amp;nbsp;Oddly enough, a lot of people think it's romantic. &amp;nbsp;I've actually heard it sung at a wedding. &amp;nbsp;Seriously.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340020</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:14:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340020</guid><dc:creator>Detroit, MI</dc:creator><description>I can't believe that no one has commented on the cheesy and totally unprovocative lyrics of R. Kelly. He's could fill a whole forum by itself. Can't think of the most of them at the moment, but one that comes to mind:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Let me put my keys in your ignition, baby&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How, that's genius.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The first one that came to mind when I read this, though was a song by Joe called &amp;quot;All the things (your man won't do)&amp;quot;. It's supposed to be slow and romantic, but, and he is good a good singer, but one of the last lines in the song says:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I'll make my body scream like a sex machine, I won't stop until I hear you're mother scream&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please don't ever reference anyones &amp;quot;mother&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;sex&amp;quot; in the same song, let along the same sentence. What the hell were they thinking? Gross!&lt;br&gt; </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340034</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:19:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340034</guid><dc:creator>Mae T, Juneau, AK</dc:creator><description>To caineme, Quincy CA,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think he actually means &amp;quot;pompousness&amp;quot; in that line. &amp;nbsp;Though why he would think love was pompous, I don't know.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340036</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:19:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340036</guid><dc:creator>Carol B, Tampa, FL</dc:creator><description>Papoose in the Jeannie Ortega song &amp;quot;Crowded&amp;quot; presents the philosophical question............&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They say you can't have your cake and eat it too&lt;br&gt;Tell me what's the meaning?&lt;br&gt;What's the sense of me having cake if I can't eat it?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340041</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:21:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340041</guid><dc:creator>Mary, Richmond, V A</dc:creator><description>Ok, worst song lyrics ever HAS to be &amp;quot;I shot the&lt;br&gt;sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputeeeeeee.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enough said. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340043</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:21:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340043</guid><dc:creator>Jane Doe, Salt Lake City, UT</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Rattlesnake Shake,&amp;quot; the old Fleetwood Mac (pre-Stevie) song?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I know a fella, his name is Mick...he don't care if he got no chick...he do the snake...the rattlesnake shake...he do the shake...and jerk away the blues&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or, is that too NC-17 for this thread???</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340047</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:23:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340047</guid><dc:creator>Marcy, Houston TX</dc:creator><description>For sheer tortured grammar, Steve Miller Bands's &amp;quot;Take the Money and Run&amp;quot; - &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot; Bobbie Sue took the money and run.&lt;br&gt;...&lt;br&gt;Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas&lt;br&gt;You know he knows just exactly what the facts is..&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340054</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:25:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340054</guid><dc:creator>Therese, Sunnyvale, CA</dc:creator><description>Loved &amp;quot;Jersey Boys&amp;quot; but I always cringe at this Four Seasons lyric: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I used to love to make you cry. It made me feel like a man inside.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;What misogynist wrote that?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340059</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:27:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340059</guid><dc:creator>Don Delaney</dc:creator><description>from Diana Ross' I'M STILL WAITING (her 1st number one song in England)&lt;br&gt;....then someone finally came, he told me that he loved me/I put him off with lies...he could see I had no eyes!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, no wonder! &amp;nbsp;Not everday a image suggests something out of TITUS ANDRONICUS!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340060</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:27:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340060</guid><dc:creator>Billy O, Boston, MA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Now these fine ladies, they had a plan&lt;br&gt;They was out to meet the boys in the band&lt;br&gt;They said 'hey dudes let's get it on'&lt;br&gt;And we proceeded to tear that hotel down.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A truly cerebral American Band.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340064</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:28:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340064</guid><dc:creator>RS</dc:creator><description>Nope, gotta be YES, with lines like. &amp;quot;they'll be no mutant enemies we will certify.....&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340068</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:29:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340068</guid><dc:creator>Jeff Hookey, Cornwall, NY</dc:creator><description>Her name was Lola, she was a dancer.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340073</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:30:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340073</guid><dc:creator>Lisa, Lafayette, Indiana</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Half on a baby&amp;quot; from R. Kelly?&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Half on a baby, all I need is your body next to me. Oh na, na, na na, na, na. Your body, na, na, na, na.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just NO.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340075</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:31:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340075</guid><dc:creator>Meg, Portland, Oregon</dc:creator><description>Another Steve Miller Band sin about to be committed...but seriously, &amp;quot;Abra-, Abracadabra. &amp;nbsp;I wanna reach out and grab ya?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;What is that? &amp;nbsp;And Caineme, you're not the only one who stutteres at the &amp;quot;pompitice of love&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340078</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:32:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340078</guid><dc:creator>Anne, Atlanta, GA</dc:creator><description>R. Kelly's &amp;quot;You Remind Me of Something&amp;quot; is abominable! &amp;nbsp;How could any of this be a compliment?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You remind me of my jeep (I wanna ride it) &lt;br&gt;Something like my sounds (I wanna pump it) &lt;br&gt;Girl you look just like my car (I wanna wax it) &lt;br&gt;And something like my bank account (I wanna spend you, baby) </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340079</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:33:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340079</guid><dc:creator>Brian Frobisher, Los Angeles</dc:creator><description>Goodbye Michelle, it's hard to die.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340094</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:39:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340094</guid><dc:creator>Sean Mitchell, Cincinnati</dc:creator><description>What about 2 unforgettable lyrics that make absolutely no sense to me (simply what they say coupled with how they are structured in the songs):&lt;br&gt;1). Eddie Money (Take me Home Tonight), &amp;quot;I feel a hunger, its a hunger&amp;quot; ?????&lt;br&gt;2). Van Hagar (Hey only fools rush in an only time will tell if we stand the test of time..)???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Unbelievable. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340099</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:40:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340099</guid><dc:creator>Denise, Wash., DC</dc:creator><description>Well here is my #1 for absolute WORST lyrics - EVER:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lil' Mama - Lip Gloss --&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;They say my lip gloss is popping&lt;br&gt;My lip gloss is cool&lt;br&gt;All the boys keep jocking&lt;br&gt;They chase me after school&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My question: Are we SO desperate for music that we are now making songs about lip gloss? What the hell??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340100</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:40:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340100</guid><dc:creator>Todd, Phoenix, AZ</dc:creator><description>The song that always irks me most would be Alanis Morissette's song Ironic&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly&lt;br&gt;He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye&lt;br&gt;He waited his whole damn life to take that flight&lt;br&gt;And as the plane crashed down he thought&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Well isn't this nice...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;And isn't it ironic...dontcha think&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(No...no that isn't irony. &amp;nbsp;Few situations in this song, if any, are truly ironic. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps if he chose at the last minute to drive and died in a car accident whereas the plane landed safely, that would be ironic. &amp;nbsp;My inner grammar teacher weeps quietly whenever I hear this song.)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340102</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:42:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340102</guid><dc:creator>DH, Charlotte, NC</dc:creator><description>My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump...&lt;br&gt;The producer along with artist needs to do community service for this, ur... (blech)... song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340106</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:42:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340106</guid><dc:creator>Alan, Kansas City, Missouri</dc:creator><description>What he means by &amp;quot;Lord we don't need another mountain. . . &amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;is that we don't need any more difficulties or obstacles in our path. &amp;nbsp;Life is hard enough. &amp;nbsp;We need more love in the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At least that the context I draw from it.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340110</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:43:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340110</guid><dc:creator>Jim, Memphis</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;The work we done was hard / At night we'd sleep 'cause we were tard&amp;quot; from Coal Miner's Daughter. &amp;nbsp;Only Loretta Lynn could get away with that one.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340111</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:44:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340111</guid><dc:creator>Tommy </dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Feed me rappers or feed me beats&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;We takin' over -- DJ Khalid, lyrics provided to us by Lil' Wayne </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340120</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:48:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340120</guid><dc:creator>Chuck, Atlanta</dc:creator><description>&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html"&gt;http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everything you ever wanted to know about &amp;quot;The Pompatus of Love&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340128</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:52:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340128</guid><dc:creator>Laura, Baltimore, MD</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Emotional Rescue&amp;quot; by the Rolling Stones. &amp;nbsp;There are no words to describe this song. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe Mick and Keith wrote it. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe they recorded it. &amp;nbsp;And unbelievably so...they released it. &amp;nbsp;The longer you read it, the scarier it gets: &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is there nothing i can say&lt;br&gt;Nothing i can do&lt;br&gt;To change your mind&lt;br&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br&gt;You're too deep in&lt;br&gt;You can't get out&lt;br&gt;You're just a poor girl in a rich man's house&lt;br&gt;Yeah, baby, i'm crying over you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't you know promises were never made to keep?&lt;br&gt;Just like the night, dissolve in sleep&lt;br&gt;I'll be your savior, steadfast and true&lt;br&gt;I'll come to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;I'll come to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, the other night, crying&lt;br&gt;Crying baby, yeah i'm crying&lt;br&gt;Yeah i'm like a child baby&lt;br&gt;I'm like a child baby&lt;br&gt;Child yeah, i'm like a child, like a child&lt;br&gt;Like a child&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You think you're one of a special breed&lt;br&gt;You think that you're his pet pekinese&lt;br&gt;I'll be your savior, steadfast and true&lt;br&gt;I'll come to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;I'll come to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was dreaming last night&lt;br&gt;Last night i was dreaming&lt;br&gt;How you'd be mine, but i was crying&lt;br&gt;Like a child, yeah, i was crying&lt;br&gt;Crying like a child&lt;br&gt;You will be mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, all mine&lt;br&gt;You could be mine, could be mine&lt;br&gt;Be mine, all mine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I come to you, so silent in the night&lt;br&gt;So stealthy, so animal quiet&lt;br&gt;I'll be your savior, steadfast and true&lt;br&gt;I'll come to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;I'll come to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, you should be mine, mine, whew&lt;br&gt;Yes, you could be mine&lt;br&gt;Tonight and every night&lt;br&gt;I will be your knight in shining armour&lt;br&gt;Coming to your emotional rescue&lt;br&gt;You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine&lt;br&gt;You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine&lt;br&gt;I will be your knight in shining armour&lt;br&gt;Riding across the desert with a fine arab charger&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340129</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:52:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340129</guid><dc:creator>Joey, New York, NY</dc:creator><description>Read Dave Barry's &amp;quot;Book of Bad Songs&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;It has all these and more - and you'll get them each stuck in your head, and never be able to get them out.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340133</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:54:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340133</guid><dc:creator>Lee</dc:creator><description>I just heard this on the radio a few minutes ago..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I smell Sex and Candy in here...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EWWWW! &amp;nbsp;What is that??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340134</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:54:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340134</guid><dc:creator>Richard, Nashua, NH</dc:creator><description>Spandau Ballet - True&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bought a ticket to the world&lt;br&gt;But now Ive come back again&lt;br&gt;Why do I find it hard to write the next line&lt;br&gt;When I want the truth to be said&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's horrible even without the uh-uh-uh-uhs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340141</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:55:45 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340141</guid><dc:creator>Deborah, Houlton, ME</dc:creator><description>Yummy, yummy, yummy&lt;br&gt;I got love in my tummy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the Archies</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340145</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:58:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340145</guid><dc:creator>Brian, Richmond VA</dc:creator><description>I'm a big Beatles fan, but just what is with the lyrics to the song &amp;quot;I Am the Walrus&amp;quot;? &amp;nbsp;I mean the whole song is just like one big acid trip.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Koo-Koo-ka-Choo</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340148</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:00:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340148</guid><dc:creator>Chris T. </dc:creator><description>ANY AND ALL REPEATIVE SONGS ARE AWFUL!! &amp;nbsp;IT'S LIKE THE ARTIST CAN'T COME UP WITH ANYTHING ELSE SO THEY MAKE A &amp;quot;ONE-LINER REPEAT.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Example: &lt;br&gt;Party like a rock, party like a rock star. &amp;nbsp;Party like a rock, party like a rock star.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340151</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:01:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340151</guid><dc:creator>Mike</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Guilty feet have got no rhythm...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;WHAT???</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340159</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:06:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340159</guid><dc:creator>R Miller, Woodlands Texas</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Mah babee luvs luuuuvvvv. . .she's got whut it takes and she knows how to use it. . .&amp;quot;etc. and etc.&lt;br&gt;Combine crappy lyrics and a nasty mind-grabbing hook and you have this horrible little alien of a song from the early seventies. &amp;nbsp;Lowest-common-denominator-ville.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340161</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:07:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340161</guid><dc:creator>Mike from Maine</dc:creator><description>I hate to pick on Neil Diamond, but...&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Shiloh, when I was young&lt;br&gt;I used to call your name&lt;br&gt;When no one else would come&lt;br&gt;Shiloh, you always came...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, who else is gonna come if the guy is walking around yelling &amp;quot;Shiloh, Shiloh...&amp;quot; ???</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340170</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:11:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340170</guid><dc:creator>M. Larson, Southern California</dc:creator><description>I direct you all to Dream Theater lyrics, which absoltely make no sense whatsoever:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Nervous flashlights scan my&lt;br&gt;dreams - Liquid shadows silence their&lt;br&gt;screams.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Tragic reflex, shattered calm&lt;br&gt;Static progress, senses gone&lt;br&gt;Numb awareness, final psalm&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go do a search if you're really that interested in exposing yourself to such abstract meaningless. :D&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340176</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:12:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340176</guid><dc:creator>Amanda, Canada</dc:creator><description>Fergie's current hit (proof of the ability of &amp;quot;stars&amp;quot; to put out terrible music that the kids just eat up) &amp;quot;Big girls don't cry&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I'm going to miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seriously? You couldn't come up with anything better? A child cannot miss their blanket. The proper pronoun would be his or her. But besides that, the lyrics just suck. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I suppose this is second only to her other song, the chorus of which is:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Glamourous, g-g-glamourous, glamourous, g-glamourous, flouncy, flouncy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seriously, how did this woman get a recording contract? This would be the same woman who sings the oft complained of &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; also. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340179</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:14:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340179</guid><dc:creator>CS, Nashville, TN</dc:creator><description>I immediately thought of this classic from Green Day:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Another turning point&lt;br&gt; A fork stuck in the road&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope that no one gets a flat tire from driving over that fork.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340181</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:14:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340181</guid><dc:creator>Paula, Jacksonville, FL</dc:creator><description>First place for the worst lyrics is McArthur Park:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br&gt;and I don't think that I can take it&lt;br&gt;'cause it took so long to bake it&lt;br&gt;and I'll never have that recipe again . . .&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SAY WHAT????&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Second place is . . . McArthur Park&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;As we followed in the dance&lt;br&gt;Between the parted pages and were pressed,&lt;br&gt;In love's hot, fevered iron&lt;br&gt;Like a striped pair of pants&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love's hot, fevered iron was clearly pressed against Jim Webb's head when he wrote these lyrics.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340183</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:15:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340183</guid><dc:creator>Dana - Wisconsin</dc:creator><description>I think just about every word in Fergie's song &amp;quot;Big Girls Don't Cry&amp;quot; is laughable. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure who wrote this, but they need to be mocked. &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I need to be with myself and center. &amp;nbsp;Peace, serenity, clarity.&amp;quot;...&amp;quot;I'm going to miss you like a child misses their blanket.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Are you kidding me?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340184</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:15:29 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340184</guid><dc:creator>sonny olympia washington</dc:creator><description>don't push me cause I'm close to the egde I'm about to loose my head uhuhuh that is so stupid so DUMB I don't even know who sings it </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340190</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:17:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340190</guid><dc:creator>Michael, Boston, MA</dc:creator><description>I'm the macaroni with your cheese.&lt;br&gt;-Mace (Been Around the World)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340193</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:18:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340193</guid><dc:creator>Jme, Denver, CO </dc:creator><description>Really, any 2 lines from Ice Ice Baby are a contendor for worst of all time, but my personal fav:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal &lt;br&gt;Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ahh the elusive chump-waxing candle...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;will 'Nilla ever stop? God only knows...&lt;br&gt;but if you turn off a light, he glows...&lt;br&gt;like a tweaked out irradiated helper monkey.&lt;br&gt;Jme.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340194</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:18:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340194</guid><dc:creator>Greg Young, North Ogden, Utah </dc:creator><description>I'm surprised No one has quoted the lyrics to Muscrat Love by the Captain and Tenille. Evertime I hear the song, I want to kill over into a Muscrat hole and die. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340196</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:20:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340196</guid><dc:creator>Melissa, St. Petersburg, FL</dc:creator><description>I absolutely HATE the song &amp;quot;In the Summertime&amp;quot; by Mungo Jerry - &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First, the song says&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Have a drink, have a drive&lt;br&gt;Go out and see what you can find&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and then the very next part of the songs says &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal&lt;br&gt;If her daddy's poor just do what you feel&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As if condoning drinking and driving wasn't bad enough, apparently date rape is ok as long as your father doesn't have any money. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That song is just wrong.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340197</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:20:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340197</guid><dc:creator>Dru, San Rafael, CA</dc:creator><description>The only thing more horrifying than Ice-T's The Girl Tried to Kill Me - &amp;quot;She did a backflip and landed on my d**k&amp;quot; was hearing my then-eight-year-old brother rap along with it. &amp;nbsp;For cryin' out loud it doesn't even rhyme. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340216</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:28:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340216</guid><dc:creator>Laura, Atlanta, GA</dc:creator><description>To Caineme: &amp;nbsp;Years ago, I heard an interview with Steve Miller on a local Atlanta, GA rock station. &amp;nbsp;He said in WWII, they called the bombs &amp;quot;pom poms&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;They also applied this same description to women's breasts. &amp;nbsp;The lyric should have been &amp;quot;because I speak of the pom pom t*ts of love&amp;quot; but because it wouldn't get airplay, it was changed to &amp;quot;pompitice of love&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;For what it's worth...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340219</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:30:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340219</guid><dc:creator>head scratcher</dc:creator><description>From U2s &amp;quot;Some Days are Better than Others&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some days are slippy&lt;br&gt;Other days sloppy&lt;br&gt;Some days you can't stand the sight of a puppy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Slippy? </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340220</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:30:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340220</guid><dc:creator>Amanda, Houston, TX</dc:creator><description>Hinder- Better Than Me&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If there's one memory I don't want to lose&lt;br&gt;That time at the mall&lt;br&gt;You and me in the dressing room'&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If that's your most treasured memory from the relationship she is better off without you.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340239</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:40:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340239</guid><dc:creator>Nicole, Pembroke Pines, FL</dc:creator><description>Brad Paisley:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I wanna check you for ticks&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'nuff said.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340242</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:43:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340242</guid><dc:creator>HEATHER S., jACKSONVILLE, FL</dc:creator><description>I am NOT a michael Bolton fan, but my mother,Heaven help her, is. One of is I have never been able to wrap mymind aorund is, &amp;quot;said I loved you, but I lied.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Oh really?! Well thanks for the brutal honesty!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340271</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:58:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340271</guid><dc:creator>Larry Wasserman</dc:creator><description>Who can forget :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Gimme that, gimme that, gimme gimme gimme that, gimme that thing, gimme that, gimme gimme that, gimme that thing, gimme that, gimme gimme that, gimme gimme gimme that thing&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340273</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:58:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340273</guid><dc:creator>DV, Algonquin, IL</dc:creator><description>We all know how insipid the song &amp;quot;In The Year 2525&amp;quot; is. &amp;nbsp;But the line that really gets me is at the end. &amp;nbsp;After 10,000 years, we get: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Man has cried a billion tears&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Say WHAT? &amp;nbsp;That works out to 100,000 tears a year, or 274 tears per day on the entire planet. &amp;nbsp;That means 1 person out of 25 million can shed one tear each day. &amp;nbsp;ARGH!!!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340288</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:08:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340288</guid><dc:creator>Patrick Chill, Raleigh, NC</dc:creator><description>I agree with the Lip Gloss song...the lyrics are so dumb. &amp;nbsp;What about MMMBop?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340294</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:10:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340294</guid><dc:creator>Dan, Martinsburg, West Virginia</dc:creator><description>Deborah: &amp;nbsp;I hate to admit that I know this but Yummy, Yummy, Yummy was by the Ohio Express. (no less stupid though).&lt;br&gt;Mike From Maine: &amp;nbsp;Shiloh was a dog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br&gt;Somebody ringing a bell.&lt;br&gt;Someone's knocking at the door,&lt;br&gt;Somebody ringing a bell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do me a favor...&lt;br&gt;OPEN THE DOOR AND LET THEM IN!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not the most cerebral lyrics from one of the greatest songwriters of the age.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340297</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:11:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340297</guid><dc:creator>Keith, Plano, TX</dc:creator><description>Ok, I love &amp;quot;they might be giants&amp;quot; However,&lt;br&gt;in 1990 they had their one hit wonder, deal with the devil, get on the radio song of &amp;quot;Bird house in your soul&amp;quot; They have one total throw away line in the song that just sounds stupid: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;but their killing Jason off with (in?) countless screaming argonaughts!&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lyric pops up out of no where and just comes out at us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok I know that &amp;quot;Jason and the Agonaughts&amp;quot; is that sci-fi puppet show thing but why are they mentioned in this song? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Could TMG not surpress their geekiness long enough to make one serious song for the radio? Even their non-radio songs make more sense than this line.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is the bird NightLite watching the TV while singing the song to us? Did Jason and the Argonaughts get killed? I don't know, I've never seen that show. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway I always cringe when I hear that line, because it ruins an otherwise pretty good song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340300</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:15:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340300</guid><dc:creator>Sean M,  Denver-ish CO</dc:creator><description>Any of the lyrical sewage off of Fergie's solo CD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I shudder when 'Big Girls Don't Cry' comes on the radio. Big girls may not cry, but it makes grown men want to.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340314</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:22:45 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340314</guid><dc:creator>Barney, Youngstown, Ohio</dc:creator><description>Sorry, &amp;quot;Horse with No Name&amp;quot; set the bar way to high for anything released since to clear. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340315</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:23:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340315</guid><dc:creator>Topaz Skyy, Houston, TX</dc:creator><description>What about Marky Mark's &amp;quot;Good Vibrations?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Good vibrations feelin' like Sunkist.&lt;br&gt;Made me wanna know who done this.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340329</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:30:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340329</guid><dc:creator>Harry, Morris Plains, NJ</dc:creator><description>Alanis Morissette, &amp;quot;Ironic&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The only ironic part of this song is the fact that all the examples of irony are really examples of bad luck:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. &amp;quot;An old man turned ninety-eight... He won the lottery and died the next day&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. &amp;quot;It's a black fly in your Chardonnay&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. &amp;quot;It's a death row pardon two minutes too late&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. &amp;quot;It's like rain on your wedding day&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. &amp;quot;It's a free ride when you've already paid&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. &amp;quot;It's the good advice that you just didn't take&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. &amp;quot;Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly&lt;br&gt;He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye...&lt;br&gt;He waited his whole damn life to take that flight &lt;br&gt;And as the plane crashed down he thought &lt;br&gt;'Well isn't this nice...'&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. &amp;quot;It's a traffic jam when you're already late&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. &amp;quot;It's a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. &amp;quot;It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. &amp;quot;It's meeting the man of my dreams, And then meeting his beautiful wife&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Isn't it ironic ... don't you think&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well no I don't.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340333</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:31:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340333</guid><dc:creator>heather s, jacksonville, fl</dc:creator><description>I love Alien Sex Fiend,and with a band name like that you know anything they come up with will be, shall we say &amp;quot;a little left of center&amp;quot;. They have a song called &amp;quot;I Walk the Line&amp;quot;, which says,&amp;quot;my business is a little cloak and dagger, I get so drunk I don't walk I merely stagger&amp;quot;. Somehow I don't think being a raging alcoholic would be compatible with performing feats of espionage. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340357</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:43:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340357</guid><dc:creator>Marcella</dc:creator><description>From Lisa Marie Presley (who I really like normally) and who lives in California (note the time zone):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Lights Out&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;You were a million miles behind&lt;br&gt;And I was crying every time I'd leave you&lt;br&gt;Then I didn't want to see you&lt;br&gt;I still keep my watch two hours behind &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok, so one, we don't need &amp;quot;behind&amp;quot; twice in one verse, but also, Memphis is two hours AHEAD of California where LMP grew up. &amp;nbsp;That grates on my nerves every time. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340387</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:04:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340387</guid><dc:creator>Felicia, Albany, GA</dc:creator><description>I love Peter Frampton and just recently saw him in concert (great show!) but this lyric from &amp;quot;Show Me the Way&amp;quot; always makes me laugh and is a little disturbing:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I watch you while you're sleeping and I wanna take your love.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340393</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:06:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340393</guid><dc:creator>Peter, Clifton, NJ</dc:creator><description>I really hate &amp;quot;I love you more today than yesterday - but not as much as tomorrow.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It suggests that I really do love you, but something is missing. I'm sure it will get better. But every woman I've talked to about it thinks the sentiment is just wonderful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I really did like Three Dog Night before they released &amp;quot;Jeremiah was a Bullfrog.&amp;quot; Did they think they could improve on G. F. Handel's &amp;quot;Joy to the World&amp;quot;?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340397</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:07:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340397</guid><dc:creator>michelle</dc:creator><description>I'm not sure if they are the worst... but the lyrics to &amp;quot;Hot Blooded&amp;quot; by Foreigner certainly have to be the cheesiest ever written. Come on now... not EVERTHING has to rhyme! &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/bladesofglory/hotblooded.htm"&gt;http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/bladesofglory/hotblooded.htm&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340411</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:15:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340411</guid><dc:creator>K Pedersen, Calgary, AB</dc:creator><description>The entire lyrical content of the Buoys Timothy is a must for any worst list. Cause cannibalism makes for bad pop songs. Granted, Timothy was written by Rupert Holemes, who gave us &amp;quot; If you like pina coladas/ and getting caught in the rain&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;And of course, ther is &amp;quot; Young girl/ get out of my mind/ my love for you is way outta line/ better run girl/ your must too young girl&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Why oh why did Gary Puckett think singing about jail bait would be a good idea.&lt;br&gt;My champion comes from my all time favorite band, R.E.M., and the ridiculous &amp;quot; Shiny Happy People&amp;quot;. Holding hands, laughing, whatever. Michael stipe, you broke my heart with that...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340414</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:15:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340414</guid><dc:creator>K, Columbus, Ohio</dc:creator><description>I have to say that Fergie makes the most horrible songs ever! &amp;nbsp;Forget my humps, what about &amp;quot;How come every time you come around/ my london, london bridge wanna go down&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Umm . . . Ew!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340443</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:28:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340443</guid><dc:creator>M Wright</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;JEREMIAH WAS A BULLFROG&amp;quot;!!!!! &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;...HE WAS A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Hands down the dumbest ass lyrics EVER - I havent read the list yet but if its not at the top - then the list is jacked up.&lt;br&gt;Why is he a bullfrog and WHY would he be someone's best friend? - when drugs &amp;quot;write&amp;quot; lyrics....jeez</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340481</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:44:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340481</guid><dc:creator>Big Al, San Antonio, Tx</dc:creator><description>Bush - Little Things&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;i touch your mouth &lt;br&gt;my willy is food &lt;br&gt;addicted to love &lt;br&gt;i'm addicted to fools&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340520</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:57:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340520</guid><dc:creator>George Farrell, Hoover, AL</dc:creator><description>I am a huge Bruce Springsteen fan and a baseball fan so I cringe every time I hear &amp;quot;Glory Days&amp;quot; because of the line, &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;he could throw the speedball by you, make you look like a fool.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Speeedball Bruce? Fastball, smoke, the high hard one, but never speedball. He must not be a fan.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340543</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:05:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340543</guid><dc:creator>Yaira, Newport News</dc:creator><description>I also have to vote for the worst lines as far as creepy goes on a Bruce Springsteen song called &amp;quot;I'm on fire&amp;quot;... I mean I've always been a big fan of his music and didn't think much of it, but now as an adult, please tell me you don't see anything wrong with this:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Hey little girl is your daddy home&lt;br&gt;Did he go away and leave you all alone&lt;br&gt;I got a bad desire&lt;br&gt;Woh oh oh, I'm on fire&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;*barf!*</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340550</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:09:09 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340550</guid><dc:creator>Mary, Anaheim, CA</dc:creator><description>Ooo we start to kiss, ooo we start to neck, you know what comes next and I love it girl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Blah! Billy Ocean I think.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340560</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:13:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340560</guid><dc:creator>Kiersten, Bonita springs, Florida</dc:creator><description>I can't believe no one mentioned Britney Spears' &amp;quot;Hit me baby one more time.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;What a great thing for girls to sing, thanks Britney!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340570</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:17:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340570</guid><dc:creator>Tony, Philadelphia, PA</dc:creator><description>What about Terry Jacks' &amp;quot;Seasons in the Sun&amp;quot; from the 70's &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;We had Joy, We had fun, We had seasons in the &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sun but the hils that we climbed where just seasons out of Time&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;or &amp;quot;Goodbye my friend it's hard to die when the sun is shining in your eye&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know what the songs about but I ask myself why.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340587</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:25:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340587</guid><dc:creator>Michele, Denver, CO</dc:creator><description>Broken Angel by Hanson....the entire song makes no sense at all. &amp;nbsp;Though Zach sings it really good, both my husband and I were trying to figure out what the heck the song means.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340588</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:25:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340588</guid><dc:creator> Howie Long</dc:creator><description>Any song sang by Tim McGraw would make my list for worst lyrics. &amp;nbsp;I know he doesn't write his own music, but he must be illiterate. &amp;nbsp;Sample lyrics &amp;quot;Ain't seen Becky all week. &amp;nbsp;Somebody said they seen her down by the creek.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;This is not exactly English as it should be spoken.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340594</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:27:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340594</guid><dc:creator>Allison, Brooklyn, NY</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Tell me why. Ain't nothin' but a heartache. Tell me why. Ain't nothin' but a mistake. I never wanna hear you say, I want it that way.&amp;quot; -- I WANT IT THAT WAY by the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What in the blazes does this mean?! Look, I’m willing to admit that now and again, in the car with the windows shut TIGHT, I might have sang along to a random boy band song back when such things were streaming on the radio all day long. I’m not happy about it, but I’ll come clean.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But this refrain makes no sense and it has driven me insane for years!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340605</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:31:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340605</guid><dc:creator>Keri, Il</dc:creator><description>Oh my gosh Thomas, I can't believe someone else out there actually knows The Cars that Go Boom! &amp;nbsp;I thought I was the only one with that memory!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340643</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:42:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340643</guid><dc:creator>Ailsa Seattle WA</dc:creator><description>There was a song in the early 80's by Charlene&lt;br&gt;Oh, I've been to Nice and the Isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht&lt;br&gt;I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got&lt;br&gt;I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things that a woman ain't s'posed to see&lt;br&gt;I've been to paradise, but I've never been to me . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's just so horrible and yet it was a hit.... I just want to punch the person in the face that came up with those lines...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340649</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:45:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340649</guid><dc:creator>Trish, San Pedro, Calif.</dc:creator><description>from the 70's..does anybody remember &amp;quot;Timothy&amp;quot; by the buoys?&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Hungry as hell, &lt;br&gt;no food to eat,&lt;br&gt;and Joe said he would sell his soul for just a piece of meat....&lt;br&gt;Timothy, Timothy...&lt;br&gt;God what have we done......&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340674</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:53:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340674</guid><dc:creator>Bets, Dayton, OH</dc:creator><description>Here's the absolute WORST in my book. Some silly boy actually said this to me in high school back in the 70's... &amp;quot;I never had a dream that made sweet love to me.&amp;quot; How stupid I felt when I heard the song on the radio(Undercover Angel, by Alan O'Day)soon after that! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340676</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:54:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340676</guid><dc:creator>Amanda, Grandville, MI	</dc:creator><description>Did anyone else have a terrible time loading the pages once you clicked on the link? Great writing, but that was a terrible way to lay out the list.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dumbest lyrics? What about Deep Blue Something's attempt to reconcile with a lover? This is what he can come up with?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;And I said what about &amp;quot;Breakfast at Tiffany's?&lt;br&gt; She said, &amp;quot;I think I remember the film,&lt;br&gt; And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; And I said, &amp;quot;Well, that's the one thing we've got.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340678</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:54:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340678</guid><dc:creator>Yvonne, Brooklyn,NY</dc:creator><description>I'm surprised that no one has mentioned Meatloaf, &amp;quot;I would do anything for love...but i wont do that..&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What is that exactly??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340679</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:54:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340679</guid><dc:creator>BV, Joliet IL</dc:creator><description>I like the &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; to dance to, if not the lyrics. &amp;nbsp;That's a real bootie-shaker. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some other songs I don't like the lyrics of:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- Michael Jackson's &amp;quot;Billie Jean&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;I can't think of that song without switching genders, sadly. &amp;nbsp;Maybe if I'd been older than ten in his heyday....&lt;br&gt;-- Aerosmith's &amp;quot;I could stay awake, just to hear you breathing/...Wondering if it's me you're seeing/Then I kiss your eyes...I don't want to close my eyes/I don't want to fall asleep/'Cause I'd miss you babe...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;God, that guy needs to get a life. &amp;nbsp;The orgasmic screaming at the end really doesn't help.&lt;br&gt;-- (?) &amp;quot;I want to stand with you on a mountain/I want to bathe with you in the sea/I want to lay (?) like this forever/Until the sky falls down around me.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Cheesy beyond words.&lt;br&gt;-- I'd probably like the song better if I knew the words, or even the real title of the song, but the &amp;quot;Dawson's Creek&amp;quot; theme has one of the weirdest lyric pieces I've ever heard. &amp;nbsp;That part that goes something like &amp;quot;Open up your morning light/And say a little prayer for I/You know that if we are to stay alive/And see the peace in every eye&amp;quot; or something like that (that's how I understand the lyrics). &amp;nbsp;I probably horribly butchered the lyrics, but I can barely understand the song anyway.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340687</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 20:57:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340687</guid><dc:creator>Squatsified, Anchorage, Alaska</dc:creator><description>The Scorpions &amp;quot;Rock you like a Hurricane.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Here I am...Rock you like a Hurricane.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But what do you want? They're German.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340706</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:03:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340706</guid><dc:creator>Ellen, San Francisco, CA</dc:creator><description>Can't remember the name of the band, but what about this most-ridiculous song ever:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so!&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340712</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:06:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340712</guid><dc:creator>Patrick, San Francisco, CA</dc:creator><description>I've got a couple: The Ciara song, &amp;quot;1,2 Step,&amp;quot; features a rap by Missy Elliot in the middle with the inane line, &amp;quot;I eat filet mignon, and I'm nice and young.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Come on, Missy. That's the best you could do? And you make how much money per CD? Then there's Beyonce's &amp;quot;Irreplaceable,&amp;quot; where she sings, &amp;quot;I could have another man in a minute, and in fact, he'll be here in a minute.&amp;quot; Beyonce, honey, &amp;quot;minute&amp;quot; doesn't rhyme with &amp;quot;minute.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;It's the same word.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340722</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:10:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340722</guid><dc:creator>Patrick, San Francisco, CA</dc:creator><description>I've got a couple: The Ciara song, &amp;quot;1,2 Step,&amp;quot; features a rap by Missy Elliot in the middle with the inane line, &amp;quot;I eat filet mignon, and I'm nice and young.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Come on, Missy. That's the best you could do? And you make how much money per CD? Then there's Beyonce's &amp;quot;Irreplaceable,&amp;quot; where she sings, &amp;quot;I could have another man in a minute, and in fact, he'll be here in a minute.&amp;quot; Beyonce, honey, &amp;quot;minute&amp;quot; doesn't rhyme with &amp;quot;minute.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;It's the same word.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340724</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:12:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340724</guid><dc:creator>Barb, WV</dc:creator><description>OK, here's one i haven't seen here Don't remember who sings it. &amp;nbsp;The Proclaimers, maybe? Anyway why would this be impressive?!!?!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would walk 500 miles&lt;br&gt;And I would walk 500 more&lt;br&gt;Just to be the man who walks 1,000 miles&lt;br&gt;To fall down at your door&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340737</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:15:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340737</guid><dc:creator>Julie, Streamwood, IL</dc:creator><description>What about Clay Aiken &amp;quot;Invisible&amp;quot;-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If I was invisible, than I could just watch you in your room/ If hearts were unbreakable, I'd make you mine tonight/ If I was invisible, I could just tell you where I stand. I would be the smartest man/ If I was invisible..... wait. I already am&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pervert. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340754</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:20:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340754</guid><dc:creator>Roger, Quahog, Rhode Island</dc:creator><description>Toto Coelo's 80s hit, &amp;quot;I Eat Cannibals:&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I Eat Cannibal, feed on animal&lt;br&gt;Your love is so edible to me, I eat cannibals&lt;br&gt;I eat cannibal, it's incredible&lt;br&gt;You bring out the animal in me, I eat cannibals.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Huh? Why?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340760</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:22:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340760</guid><dc:creator>Brian Wilford, Hanford, CT</dc:creator><description>The part in the middle of Janet Jackson's &amp;quot;Nasty,&amp;quot; when sings:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;'Cause Privacy is my middle name&lt;br&gt;My last name is Control...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;That would make her name Janet Privacy Control. &amp;nbsp;Okay.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340792</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:38:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340792</guid><dc:creator>Lauren Leach, Maryville </dc:creator><description>First line of &amp;quot;The Night Chicago Died&amp;quot; by Thin Lizzy. &amp;nbsp;I'm surprised nobody mentioned it -- &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Daddy was a cop&lt;br&gt;on the East Side of Chicago...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Umm, guys, that would be the LAKE? &amp;nbsp;The BIG LAKE?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340806</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 21:42:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340806</guid><dc:creator>Pudman</dc:creator><description>la la la la la la la la la la la la ti da...la ti da. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Van Morrison, &amp;quot;Brown Eyed Girl&amp;quot;.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340854</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:03:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340854</guid><dc:creator>Mary, Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>Who can forget Bobby Goldsboro's &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes my thoughts may find me in Mexico&lt;br&gt;Drinking tequila goin' out of my mind&lt;br&gt;Having a ball on a couple of bob&lt;br&gt;Treating the ladies to corn on the cob&lt;br&gt;Leaving the straight life behind&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340898</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:28:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340898</guid><dc:creator>NJguy, NJ</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I smoked my first cigarette at ten, and for girls I had a bad yen.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Eric Burdon &amp;amp; the Animals, &amp;quot;When I was Young&amp;quot; 1967. &amp;nbsp;It still makes me vomit.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340905</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:37:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340905</guid><dc:creator>Anne Starling, Oregon</dc:creator><description>America: Horse With No Name&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What the heck is that supposed to be? It doesn't mean anything!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340934</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:53:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340934</guid><dc:creator>Alexandra, Piscataway, NJ</dc:creator><description>Meat Loaf's Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I want you&lt;br&gt;I need you&lt;br&gt;But -- there aint no way Im ever gonna love you&lt;br&gt;Now dont be sad&lt;br&gt;cause two out of three aint bad&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PIG-</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340945</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:59:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340945</guid><dc:creator>Anne Starling, Oregon</dc:creator><description>A couple of &amp;quot;gems&amp;quot; from Fergie showing off how &amp;quot;talented&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;classy&amp;quot; she is (do note her referring to herself as a lady):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How come every time you come around&lt;br&gt;My London London Bridge want to go down&lt;br&gt;Like London London London wanna go down&lt;br&gt;Like London London London be going down like&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The glamorous,&lt;br&gt;The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)&lt;br&gt;For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They always claim they know me,&lt;br&gt;Comin' to me call me Stacy (Hey, Stacy),&lt;br&gt;I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E,&lt;br&gt;And can't no other lady put it down like me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On that note, I do agree that My Humps is the worst story in the history of mankind. If you are so hot and everyone wants you, is it necessary to advertise it in every song? I never see any of the beautiful, classy ladies having to say that.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340973</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:18:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340973</guid><dc:creator>Mara, New York, NY</dc:creator><description>I actually have to admit I like this song (reminds me of college), but Savage Garden's &amp;quot;To the Moon and Back&amp;quot; is full of downright silly lyrics. This line is the most egregious:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If love was red then she was color-blind...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alternative ideas for getting your point across:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If love was red, then she was a dog cuz dogs can't see the color red...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If love was red, then she was wearing those red-colored glasses that makes other red stuff impossible to see...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If love was red, then it must have been standing in front of a red background or something because somehow she couldn't see it...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, Nine Inch Nails' &amp;quot;Hurt&amp;quot; lyrics:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I hurt myself today to see if I still feel...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does anyone but angsty teenagers not have the urge to giggle when they hear that line?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#340979</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:21:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:340979</guid><dc:creator>Heather K.  Norman, OK</dc:creator><description>Pretty much any song by Nickelback qualifies, but these lines have always made me feel uncomfortable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I like your pants around your feet&lt;br&gt;I like the dirt that's on your knees &amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gross way to start out a song... Plus that band looks like they smell like dirt and old cabbage... and feet.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341003</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:43:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341003</guid><dc:creator>R. Timothy, Cedar Rapids, Iowa</dc:creator><description>Two from Sheena Easton:&lt;br&gt;1) Modern Girl - &amp;quot;She eats a tangerine, flips through a magazine...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;2) When He Shines - &amp;quot;He changes colors just like a chameleon who can't find the mood.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341006</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:45:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341006</guid><dc:creator>Ed Madrid, California</dc:creator><description>You know I'm not gonna diss you on the internet&lt;br&gt;Cause my momma taught me taught me better than that</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341009</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:46:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341009</guid><dc:creator>Clearwater, FL</dc:creator><description>I agree with Sharon from Colombus, Ohio. &amp;nbsp;T-Pain's &amp;quot;Bartender&amp;quot; is the stupidest song. &amp;nbsp;Who cares about meeting some chick at a bar? &amp;nbsp;Since when is a place to get drunk a great place to meet girls?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341018</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:52:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341018</guid><dc:creator>Patrick, San Francisco, CA</dc:creator><description>How about Whitney Houston's &amp;quot;It's Not Right&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;There's no more tears left here for you to see.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;There ARE no more tears, Whitney. &amp;nbsp;Single tear = singular. Multiple tears = PLURAL.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341024</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:57:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341024</guid><dc:creator>Tania Greenberg, Queens, New York</dc:creator><description>Tina Sinatra's &amp;quot;These Boots:&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'.&lt;br&gt;You keep samin' when you oughta be a-changin'.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good lord - and we think today's youth have problems with grammar.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341040</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 00:18:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341040</guid><dc:creator>Kim B, San Diego</dc:creator><description>How about Faith Hill (dont know the titles of the songs) &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;...If I could grant you just one wish, I wish you could SEE the way you kiss?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;or the due with hubby about &amp;quot;I need you...like a needle needs a vain&amp;quot;...not a healthy relationship. &amp;nbsp;I also cant stand most of Shania Twains songs...she does all this grunting &amp;quot;ohh!&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;aww!&amp;quot;, yeah!&amp;quot;...i think she is trying to sound sexy but its annoying. &amp;nbsp;I have to change the station whenever I hear any of those songs come on.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341041</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 00:20:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341041</guid><dc:creator>L</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Bawitdaba&amp;quot; (Kid Rock) is a bastardization of the Marcel's intro to Blue Moon</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341043</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 00:22:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341043</guid><dc:creator>Katie, Raleigh, NC</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Johnny B. Goode&amp;quot; is a great Chuck Berry song, but the line &amp;quot;He could play a guitar like a ringing a bell&amp;quot; has always irked me. &amp;nbsp;What does it even mean?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341050</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 00:28:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341050</guid><dc:creator>Melanie Russell, Asheville, North Carolina</dc:creator><description>Ok, no one &amp;nbsp;said.&amp;quot;Disco Duck&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Remember &amp;quot;Disco, Disco Duck&amp;quot; I cant even think of the words to it, but it doesnt really matter....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341059</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 00:37:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341059</guid><dc:creator>Roo, Louisvillle, Kentucky</dc:creator><description>What about Lil' John?&lt;br&gt; til the sweat drops down my balls</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341076</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 00:56:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341076</guid><dc:creator>Jess, Eugene oregon</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;blinded by the light&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;what the heck is he singing after that? &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;wrapped up like a duck by the foreman of the night?&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341086</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:07:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341086</guid><dc:creator>sandra, oakland</dc:creator><description>How about:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You spin me right 'round, baby, right round, like a record, baby, right 'round...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, the nausea!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341093</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:12:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341093</guid><dc:creator>John, Austin TX</dc:creator><description>Duran Duran's Rio is full of horrible lyrics (dancing in dirt being compared to a river?), but this one wins:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I've seen you on the beach and I've seen you on T.V. &lt;br&gt;Two, of a billion stars, it means so much to me &lt;br&gt;Like a birthday or a pretty view &lt;br&gt;But then I'm sure that you know it's just for you&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The guy singing compares the joy of stalking to birthdays and mountian vistas? Imagine how you would feel if someone came up to you and said &amp;quot;Out of the millions of stars, there's us! JUST US TWO! AND YOU KNOW IT!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341109</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:30:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341109</guid><dc:creator>Russ Ranard</dc:creator><description>Best opening song lyric is from Joan Armatrading's &amp;quot;I'm not in love, but I'm open to persuasion.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Worst song lyric is from Seasons in the Sun: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Barf.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341120</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:42:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341120</guid><dc:creator>Hack--Westbury, NY</dc:creator><description>Let's not forget the Bill Wither's classic &amp;quot;Ain't No Sunshine&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I know, I know,I know,I know, I know,I know, I know, I know,I know,I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know &lt;br&gt;ENOUGH!!!!!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341129</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:51:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341129</guid><dc:creator>john doe, Seattle Wash.</dc:creator><description>What about every word in &amp;quot;The Queen of my double wide trailor&amp;quot;? Absolute rubbish the whole way through.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341154</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 02:25:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341154</guid><dc:creator>Ezzy, Tacoma WA</dc:creator><description>From Hilary Duff's masterpiece, So Yesterday:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'If the light is off then it isn't on'&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341162</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 02:35:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341162</guid><dc:creator>Daryl Wilson, Ft Myers, Florida</dc:creator><description>I don't know that it is the worst ever, but my favorite &amp;quot;bad lyric&amp;quot; is from the Meat Loaf song &amp;quot;Two Out of Three Ain't Bad&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you're lookin' for a ruby&lt;br&gt;In a mountain of rocks&lt;br&gt;But there ain't no Coupe de Ville&lt;br&gt;Hidin' at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gotta love it!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;d&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341173</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 02:45:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341173</guid><dc:creator>Dave, Morton Grove, IL</dc:creator><description>TRUE - SPANDAU BALLET &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;30/04/1983 &lt;br&gt;4 weeks at #1 - 12 weeks on chart ???!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bought a ticket to the world &lt;br&gt;But now I've come back again &lt;br&gt;** Why do I find it hard to write the next line **&lt;br&gt;Oh I want the truth to be said &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Huh huh huh hu-uh huh &lt;br&gt;I know this much is true &lt;br&gt;Hmmm... why does he find it hard to write the next line....?&lt;br&gt;I can't possibly imagine.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341176</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 02:48:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341176</guid><dc:creator>Steve, San Diego CA</dc:creator><description>All good choices, even though a few are incorrect. You'd think if someone was going to complain about lyrics, they would at least get the lyrics right.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341197</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 03:27:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341197</guid><dc:creator>Erin, Dayton Ohio</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Squeeze my lemon til the juice runs down my leg&amp;quot; - Led Zeppelin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341203</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 03:40:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341203</guid><dc:creator>Erin, Dayton Ohio</dc:creator><description>Savage Garden -- Truly Madly Deeply&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I want to stand with you on a mountain (and die from lack of oxygen and freeze to death)I want to bathe with you in the sea (sharks, jellyfish, sand in uncomfortable places I'll keep finding it weeks later), I want to lay like this forever (we have to get up and go to work sometime) until the sky falls down on me (Ok Chicken Little)&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341207</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 03:49:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341207</guid><dc:creator>Stephanie IL</dc:creator><description>I'm surprised no one has mentioned this one ...worst lyrics of all (although if in the mood its a good song) &amp;quot;Honky Tonk Badonkadonk&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'that honky tonk, badonkadonk&lt;br&gt;keeping perfect rhythm make ya wanna swing along &lt;br&gt;got it going on, like donkey kong&lt;br&gt;and woo-wee shut my mouth &lt;br&gt;slap your grandma&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now maybe i'm the only one who doesnt get it, but uh... what does donkey kong and my grandma have to do with so girl shakin her big country butt?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341221</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 04:04:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341221</guid><dc:creator>Angelosdaughter</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy do... Ah knowed we was fallin' in love...&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Doo Wah Diddy&amp;quot; from the '60s by Manfred Mann. He sounds brain dead.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341244</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 04:36:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341244</guid><dc:creator>Cyndi, Il</dc:creator><description>hands down WORST LYRICS,, HECK IT'S ONLY LYRIC and my all time pick for worst &amp;amp; annoying song goes like this:&lt;br&gt;WHO ARE YOU, WHO, WHO, WHO, WHO&lt;br&gt;I REALLY WANT TO KNOW, WHO ARE YOU, WHO , WHO, WHO, WHO..BLAH BLAH BLAH ECT!&lt;br&gt;One of my fav shows torures with this &amp;quot;gem&amp;quot; as it's theme, leaving me to say, thank god for TIVO!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341275</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 06:43:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341275</guid><dc:creator>Tony Sandell, La Verne, CA</dc:creator><description>Haha, yes &amp;quot;Fly Robin Fly&amp;quot; was a classic... the other 50% of the lyrics to the entire song were: &amp;quot;Up up to the sky!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My favorite &amp;quot;grammatical horror&amp;quot; lyrics are from The Doors' &amp;quot;L.A. Woman&amp;quot; (caps added for emphasis):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I see your hair is burnin' &lt;br&gt;Hills are filled with fire &lt;br&gt;If they say I never loved you &lt;br&gt;You know THEY ARE A LIAR&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They is?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341279</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 07:01:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341279</guid><dc:creator>Far North</dc:creator><description>We had joy, we had fun&lt;br&gt;We had seasons in the sun&lt;br&gt;But the stars we could reach&lt;br&gt;Were just starfish on the beach&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341281</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 07:09:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341281</guid><dc:creator>Msnanner bananner</dc:creator><description>One of my all time favorites-Layla- you got me on my knees, I beg you darlin, please,etc. Can't remember who did it- anyone know?&lt;br&gt;Also two more No.1 Whiter Shade of Pale-Procul Harum? and Hotel California, by the Eagles. I love the lyrics, but it could have been an acid trip?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341305</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 09:07:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341305</guid><dc:creator>Jonathan, Corvallis, OR</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Hey kid take my advice, you don't want to step into a big pile of shit.&amp;quot; - Limp Bizkit &amp;quot;My Generation&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only Fred Durst ran for President with slogans like these</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341331</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:12:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341331</guid><dc:creator>TS, San Diego</dc:creator><description>How about the Macarena? Or Tubthumping by chumbawamba? And that country song where the girl carves her name in the cheating boyfriends leather seat. Seems like pretty damning evidence.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341332</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:19:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341332</guid><dc:creator>janice fortuna california</dc:creator><description>How about the brilliant lyrics from the musical Hair as exemplified by the song &amp;quot;Good Morning Sunshine&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;shooby doobie doowah shooby doobie doowah la la la la la ...&lt;br&gt;these ARE the majority of the &amp;quot;words&amp;quot; in the bulk of the song!!! I guess you have to be stoned to truly appeciate it.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341338</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:41:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341338</guid><dc:creator>Chris Butterworth, Millville, NJ</dc:creator><description>Metallica's lyrics can be pretty clunky but they usually get the point across. Yet the first couple lines of the last verse in Master of Puppets make absolutely no sense in the context of the song:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Hell is worth all that&lt;br&gt;Natural habitat&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fortunately, Hetfield explains himself in the very next line:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Just a rhyme without a reason&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now that's just laziness.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341342</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:52:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341342</guid><dc:creator>CB, NC</dc:creator><description>I think a lot of country music has some terrible lyrics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &amp;quot;You're a fine piece of real estate, and I'm gonna get me some land&amp;quot; - Shania Twain (heck, even the title line of that song is awful &amp;quot;I'm gonna getcha good&amp;quot;)!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &amp;quot;She thinks my tractor's sexy&amp;quot; - Kenny Chesney&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &amp;quot;Way down yonder on the Chattahoochie, it gets hotter than a hoochie coochie&amp;quot; - Alan Jackson&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's a line from a pop song that drives me totally up the wall...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &amp;quot;Let me hear you say this s*** is bananas,&lt;br&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A-S&amp;quot; - Gwen Stefani&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341356</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:18:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341356</guid><dc:creator>Bill, Washington DC</dc:creator><description>MacArthur Park was written by Jimmy Webb, and just emoted by Richard Harris. I would give the grammar award to Oscar Hammerstein II, because he certainly knew better -- this from &amp;quot;Geraniums in the Winder&amp;quot; from Carousel:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And coming home at twilight&lt;br&gt;it might have been so sweet&lt;br&gt;to take my catch of herring&lt;br&gt;and lay them at your feet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The image is supposed to be funny, but a catch is an it, not a them.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341358</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:34:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341358</guid><dc:creator>tom aman, Chicago, IL</dc:creator><description>I know &amp;quot;Having My Baby&amp;quot; was the #1 worst song of all time in the L.A. Times poll. I nominate Cher's &amp;quot;Gypsies, Tramps &amp;amp; Thieves&amp;quot; as the number one worst song of all time. To think that people might have actually purchased this song....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341360</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:40:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341360</guid><dc:creator>Mason, Cleveland OH</dc:creator><description>I'm amazed that no one gets &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; - people take this song way too seriously, more seriously than the band ever intended. &amp;nbsp;It's a razor sharp take on a genre full of dumb cliche's.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341367</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:45:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341367</guid><dc:creator>Jenyfer, Sumter, SC</dc:creator><description>This is one of those &amp;quot;guilty pleasure&amp;quot; songs that I actually will listen to once in a blue moon but have to admit the lyrics really are HORRIBLE!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;So why don't you use it?&lt;br&gt;Try not to bruise it&lt;br&gt;Buy time don't lose it&lt;br&gt;The reflex is an only child he's waiting in the park&lt;br&gt;The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark&lt;br&gt;And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre&lt;br&gt;Every little thing the reflex does &lt;br&gt;Leaves you answered with a question mark&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Reflex by Duran Duran &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Granted....it was the 80's but that doesn't give you that much liscense!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341391</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:06:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341391</guid><dc:creator>Brenda</dc:creator><description>Rhianna's &amp;quot;Unfaithful&amp;quot; always makes me change the radio station. &amp;nbsp;Honey, if you are so happy with the other guy, break up with your boyfriend. &amp;nbsp;It is beyond ridiculous!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Our Love, his trust &lt;br&gt;I might as well take a gun and put it to his head &lt;br&gt;Get it over with &lt;br&gt;I don't wanna do this &lt;br&gt;Anymore &lt;br&gt;Uh &lt;br&gt;Anymore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But the song I find beyond appalling is Will.i.am's &amp;quot;I Got It From My Mama&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Is he serious? I really didn't think he could get any worse than &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If the girl real fine,&lt;br&gt;Nine times out of ten,&lt;br&gt;She fine just like her mama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If the girl real pretty,&lt;br&gt;Nine times out of ten,&lt;br&gt;She pretty like her mama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And if her mama real ugly,&lt;br&gt;I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And if her mama real ugly,&lt;br&gt;I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If the girl real sexy,&lt;br&gt;Nine times out of ten,&lt;br&gt;She sexy like her mama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If the girl real hot,&lt;br&gt;Nine times out of ten,&lt;br&gt;She hot just like her mama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I blame radio stations more for playing them than for them being written.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341393</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:07:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341393</guid><dc:creator>Kelly, Arizona</dc:creator><description>Dave Barry wrote a book in 2000 titled &amp;quot;Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;It is worth its weight in gold. &amp;nbsp;The book was read by everyone in my office. &amp;nbsp;At any given time during the workday, you would hear someone bust out laughing. &amp;nbsp;You knew they were reading the book. &amp;nbsp;Now, if we could only get Dave to write a follow-up book....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341394</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:11:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341394</guid><dc:creator>Mike D. Melrose, Ma.</dc:creator><description>Some real stupid lyrics from everyone. Well done. Steve Miller has had many. How about:&lt;br&gt;Billy Mac is a detective down in Texas&lt;br&gt;He only knows just exactly what the facts is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, Steve rhymed facts is with Texas. A true poet. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341406</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:24:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341406</guid><dc:creator>Steve, Buhl, ID</dc:creator><description>This comment goes to caineme, Quincy CA. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You were asking about a lyric in &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot; by the Steve Miller Band. The lyric you mentioned was &amp;quot; ...and I speak, of the pompitice(sic) of love.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I believe the actual lyric is &amp;quot;...and I speak of the 'competence' of love&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341407</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:25:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341407</guid><dc:creator>Stacia, Lawton, OK</dc:creator><description>The worst lyrics EVER belong to &amp;quot;Summer Girls&amp;quot; by LFO. &amp;nbsp;The whole song is cringe-worthy! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;New Kids On The block,had a bunch of hits&lt;br&gt;Chinese food makes me sick.&lt;br&gt;And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer,for the summer&lt;br&gt;I like girls that wear Abercrombie and Fitch,&lt;br&gt;I'd take her if I had one wish,&lt;br&gt;But she's been gone since that summer..&lt;br&gt;Since that summer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hip Hop Marmalade spic And span,&lt;br&gt;Met you one summer and it all began&lt;br&gt;Your the best girl that I ever did see,&lt;br&gt;The great Larry Bird Jersey 33&lt;br&gt;When you take a sip you buzz like a hornet&lt;br&gt;Billy Shakespere wrote a whole bunch of sonnets&lt;br&gt;Call me Willy Whistle cause I can't speak baby&lt;br&gt;Sumthin in your eyes went and drove me crazy&lt;br&gt;Now I can't forget you and it makes me mad,&lt;br&gt;Left one day and never came back&lt;br&gt;Stayed all summer then went back home,&lt;br&gt;Macauly Culkin wasn't Home Alone&lt;br&gt;Fell deep in love,but now we ain't speakin&lt;br&gt;Michael J Fox was Alex P Keaton&lt;br&gt;When I met you I said my name was Rich&lt;br&gt;You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br&gt;{Verse 2}&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheery Pez,cold crush,rock star boogie&lt;br&gt;Used to hate school so I had to play hookie,&lt;br&gt;Always been hip to the B-boY Style&lt;br&gt;Known to act wild and make girls smile,&lt;br&gt;Love New Edition and the Candy Girl&lt;br&gt;Remind me of you because you rock my world&lt;br&gt;You come from Georgia where the peaches grow&lt;br&gt;They drink lemonade and speak real slow&lt;br&gt;You love hip hop and rock n roll&lt;br&gt;Dad took off when you were 4 years old&lt;br&gt;There was a good man named Paul Revere&lt;br&gt;I feel much better baby when you're near&lt;br&gt;You love fun dip and cherry Coke,&lt;br&gt;I like the way you laugh when I tell a joke&lt;br&gt;When I met you I said my name was Rich&lt;br&gt;You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;{Verse 3}&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bugaloo shrimp and pogo sticks&lt;br&gt;My mind takes me back there oh so quick&lt;br&gt;Let you off the hook like my man Mr. Lipit&lt;br&gt;Think about that summer and I bug,cause I miss it&lt;br&gt;Like the color purple,macaroni and cheese,&lt;br&gt;Ruby red slippers and a bunch of trees&lt;br&gt;Call you up but whats the use&lt;br&gt;I like Kevin Bacon,but I hate Footloose&lt;br&gt;Came in the door said it before,I think I'm over you&lt;br&gt;but I'm really not sure&lt;br&gt;When I met you I said my name was Rich&lt;br&gt;You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Give me a break -- These have to be the most random lyrics ever!!!!!! Alex P. Keaton, Paul Revere, Cherry Coke and Chinese Food -- all in one song!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341411</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:27:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341411</guid><dc:creator>Pat, Baltimore, MD</dc:creator><description>Loved his music. &amp;nbsp;Still do. &amp;nbsp;However, I have to mention a goofy lyric that sticks in my mind primarly because it has also been coined as a favorite mis-heard lyric.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jimi Hendrix's &amp;quot;Purple Haze&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;'scuse me while I kiss the sky.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or, mis-heard as: &amp;quot;'scuse me while I kiss this guy.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Not that there's anything wrong with that.)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341413</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:29:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341413</guid><dc:creator>Eric Crouch</dc:creator><description>Steve Miller seems to have a facility for crafting bad lyrics (are they lyrical if they are bad?)..Steve also once rhymed hassle with El Paso.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341414</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:29:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341414</guid><dc:creator>Gary-O, Nashville</dc:creator><description>Don't care what all you &amp;quot;Joker&amp;quot; haters say; best opening lyric ever &amp;quot;Some people call me the Space Cowboy ... yeah ... Some call me the gangster of luuuuuuvvvvv.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saddest song - Rocky by Austin Roberts. &amp;nbsp;Also contains one of the worst opening lyrics &amp;quot;Alone until my 18th year, we met four Springs ago.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Lonely guy, meets the girl of his dreams, they struggle happily through life until she has a kid and DIES! &amp;nbsp;All of it sung in 4-4 time. &amp;nbsp;I mean, you're dancin' and happy and singin' along and all of a sudden the chick DIES! &amp;nbsp;Talk about sucking the air outta life.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341417</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:32:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341417</guid><dc:creator>Gary</dc:creator><description>How about this worst lyric ever:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;There were funky China-men&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;In funky China-town&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;They were chopping them up&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;They were chopping them down&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of course, that's the infamous &amp;quot;Kung Fu Fighting&amp;quot; by Carl Douglas. &amp;nbsp;Carl, you gonna sing about Chinese people like that then you had better have a black belt in karate!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341418</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:33:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341418</guid><dc:creator>Beezie, Columbus, OH</dc:creator><description>My least favorite lyric, because it's an ungrammatical clunker, is from that song &amp;quot;Hungry Eyes&amp;quot; (sorry, can't remember the band)&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hungry eyes...&lt;br&gt;I feel the magic between you and I&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Object of a preposition=ME; you can tell it's wrong because if you remove the &amp;quot;you and&amp;quot; from the phrase it becomes &amp;quot;the magic between I&amp;quot; and it's WRONG WRONG WRONG I don't care if if rhymes! </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341419</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:33:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341419</guid><dc:creator>Candi, Abington, PA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Baaaaabyyy, I'm hot just like an oven. &amp;nbsp;I need some lovin'.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually, I love Sexual Healing... It always makes me laugh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If the spirit moves you let me groove you.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's Get It On has some other fabulously bad lines!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;God bless Mother Nature. &amp;nbsp;She's a single woman too! &amp;nbsp;She comes from the heavens and she did what she had to do-oo.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mother Nature is a single woman... O-K! &amp;nbsp;With all those Raining Men, you'd think she could've found one for herself.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341425</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:38:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341425</guid><dc:creator>Eric in Huntingdon PA</dc:creator><description>Yummy yummy yummy, you put love in my tummy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the 1910 Fruitgum Company I believe ( a one shot studio band)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341428</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:41:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341428</guid><dc:creator>Jonathan Palacios South Houston Texas</dc:creator><description>Billy Joel's we didn't start the fire</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341433</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:43:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341433</guid><dc:creator>Kaaren, McKinney, TX</dc:creator><description>What about... &amp;quot;Lay lady lay, lay across my Big Brass Bed... Yack! &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341440</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 13:51:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341440</guid><dc:creator>Chirpbird, Denver CO</dc:creator><description>I really like the Eagles, and normally adore Don Henly's songs as a single artist, but one set of lyrics just drove me nuts...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just lay your head back on the ground&lt;br&gt;And let your hair fall all around me&lt;br&gt;Offer up your best defense&lt;br&gt;But this is the end&lt;br&gt;This is the end of the innocence&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, it rhymes, but what is it saying? You're gonna do what you're gonna do regardless of whether the girl wants you to? Isn't that ummm....illegal? </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341454</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:00:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341454</guid><dc:creator>Tim, Houston, Texas</dc:creator><description>How can anyone forget the '80s atrocity, &amp;quot;We Are the World&amp;quot;? The lyrics were terrible and the music video was worse. The song commits one of the most glaring errors of any song I know: the line, &amp;quot;Just like God/Turned those stones to bread.&amp;quot; Anyone who has ever been in Sunday School or watched an Easter special on TV knows that Satan tempted Christ to turn stones to bread, but he didn't do it. Didn't any of the song's producers think to check this?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341469</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:10:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341469</guid><dc:creator>James, Boise, Idaho</dc:creator><description>Does nobody remember Bon Jovi?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wake up and French Kiss the Morning. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nice work John. &amp;nbsp;What were you reaching for there?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341471</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:13:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341471</guid><dc:creator>Rick M, SLC, UT</dc:creator><description>Here's the worst:&lt;br&gt;Unskinny bop/Just blows me away&lt;br&gt;Unskinny bop/All night and day...&lt;br&gt;Come on, Bret, just call the stupid girl FAT and get it over with. SHEESH!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341493</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:26:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341493</guid><dc:creator>Jill M.</dc:creator><description>How bout Wings, &amp;quot;I can smell your breath a mile away....smile away....smile away!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341499</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:32:29 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341499</guid><dc:creator>David, Washington DC</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Ebony and Ivory, live together in perfect harmony, side by side on my piano keyboard oh lord, why don't we?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Yeah, if black and white keys can coexist on a piano, why can't black and white people get along?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Actually, despite the wonderful, catchy, and often brilliant, melodies of most Paul McCartney songs, the lyrics to most of his tunes are typically silly and shallow.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341510</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:39:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341510</guid><dc:creator>Leslie, NM</dc:creator><description>Kristi, from the OC...I hear you about Hotel California and the colitas.&lt;br&gt;Actually it's sort of funny because I grew up on the US Mexico Border and when I was a little kid I assumed it was &amp;quot;Warm smell of gorditas / rising up through the air.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;(C'mon, how can you NOT love gorditas?) &amp;nbsp;So that was what I sang for years until my mother pointed out that I had the words wrong. &amp;nbsp;(I also thought it was &amp;quot;Her mind is sick and it's twisted&amp;quot; not &amp;quot;Tiffany-twisted&amp;quot; so I had a lot to learn about Hotel California)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;However, when I learned the ugly truth my reaction was much the same as yours. &amp;nbsp;What the high holy heck is a colita? &amp;nbsp;Is it like colitis? &amp;nbsp;Sounds nasty...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341514</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:42:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341514</guid><dc:creator>Lauri, Pueblo, CO</dc:creator><description>Tim McGraw and Faith Hill's &amp;quot;I Need You&amp;quot;: &amp;nbsp;There's a line in there that says &amp;quot;I need you...like a needle needs a vein&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;I find that a bit disturbing.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341516</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:44:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341516</guid><dc:creator>Lindsay, Baltimore, MD</dc:creator><description>How can no one mention The Killers? &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Somebody told me that you had a boyfriend, who looked like a girlfriend that I had in February of last year&amp;quot; - HUH???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;James Blunt's &amp;quot;You're Beautiful&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;There must be an angel, with a smile on her face, when she thought up that I should be with you&amp;quot; - Ugh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Elliott Yamin's &amp;quot;I'll Wait For You&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Girl I told you what it is, but it just ain't like that.&amp;quot; - Then what is it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, this one is nit-picky, but it drives me crazy.&lt;br&gt;Hoobastank's &amp;quot;The Reason&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I found a reason for me to change who I used to be&amp;quot; - You can't change who you used to be. Who you used to be is always who you used to be.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341518</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:45:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341518</guid><dc:creator>Michelle, Edmond, OK</dc:creator><description>I think it would be safe to say that the entire song &amp;quot;Blinded by the Light&amp;quot; has the worst lyrics. I have no idea what they're talking about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some silicon sister&lt;br&gt;with a manager mister&lt;br&gt;told me you got what it takes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She said I'll turn you on sonny&lt;br&gt;to something strong&lt;br&gt;play the song with the funky break.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And go cart Mozart&lt;br&gt;was checkin' out the weather charts&lt;br&gt;see if it was safe outside&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh little early Pearly&lt;br&gt;came by in his curly-wurly&lt;br&gt;and asked me if I needed a ride&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341526</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:50:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341526</guid><dc:creator>Missy Lew</dc:creator><description>Want weird lyrics? &amp;nbsp;Google Roger Miller and read some of his songs. &amp;nbsp;The man was a genious and I love to listen to him and laugh, but wow...&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;My uncle used to love me but she died&amp;quot;? and&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You can't drive around with a Tiger in your car&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;It only gets better from there.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341528</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:51:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341528</guid><dc:creator>Michelle, Edmond, OK</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Oooo she made us drinks, to drink&lt;br&gt;We drunk 'em, Got drunk&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow, so profound. I guess he just couldn't think of any other lyrics. T-Pain is clearly a genius.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341532</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:55:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341532</guid><dc:creator>Macy, Dallas, TX</dc:creator><description>Worst lyrics? Had to be &amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot; sung by Bobby Goldsboro: &amp;quot;She wrecked the car and she was sad, and so afraid that I'd be mad, but what the heck. Though I pretended hard to be, guess you could say she saw through me and hugged my neck.&amp;quot; </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341536</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:58:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341536</guid><dc:creator>Summer, Humble Texas</dc:creator><description>How about...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A fried bologna sandwich&lt;br&gt;With mayo and tomato&lt;br&gt;Sittin' round the table&lt;br&gt;Don't happen much anymore...&lt;br&gt;Back when a hoe was a hoe&lt;br&gt;Coke was a coke&lt;br&gt;And crack's what you were doing&lt;br&gt;When you were cracking jokes&lt;br&gt;Back when a screw was a screw&lt;br&gt;The wind was all that blew&lt;br&gt;And when you said I'm down with that&lt;br&gt;Well it meant you had the flu&lt;br&gt;I miss back when&lt;br&gt;I miss back when&lt;br&gt;I miss back when&lt;br&gt;I'm readin' Street Slang For Dummies&lt;br&gt;Cause they put pop in my country&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well i miss back when country music was filled with soul and life issues like love and loss that really hit the soul...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sell outs man...&lt;br&gt;sell outs for some cheesey lyric...and a quick buck&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341537</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:58:32 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341537</guid><dc:creator>Doug, Martinsburg,W.V. </dc:creator><description>Although musicaly good Lennon said that he hated the song himself and had wished he hadn't written it! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'd rather see you dead little girl than to be with another man, You'd better keep your head little girl or you won't know where I am. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341543</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:08:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341543</guid><dc:creator>KT, Los Angeles</dc:creator><description>Bermuda, Jamaica ooo I'm going to take ya! &amp;nbsp;Afternoon delight, cocktails and moonlit nights...that dreamy look in your eye gives me a tropical contact high!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341553</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:16:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341553</guid><dc:creator>Melissa, Cincinnati OH</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Only time will tell if we stand the test of time&amp;quot; from Why Can't This Be Love by Van Halen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Huh??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341557</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:18:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341557</guid><dc:creator>caineme, Quincy CA</dc:creator><description>DH......OMG!!!!I thought I was the only one who still knew who &amp;quot;They might be giants&amp;quot; were! What about:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Istanbul was Contantinoble&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;( I have to go dig the cd out and re-learn my dork days!!)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341566</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:30:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341566</guid><dc:creator>Mary, San Antonio, Texas</dc:creator><description>Nomination for bad grammar in a song:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I shot the sheriff. &amp;nbsp;But I didn't shoot no deputy.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This means the guy shot two law enforcement officers. &amp;nbsp;Shame on him! &amp;nbsp;Read the second statement carefully. &amp;nbsp;It is a double negative statement, which makes it a positive statement. &amp;nbsp;It means he did shoot a deputy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For example, when people say, &amp;quot;I don't know nothing,&amp;quot; that means they know something. &amp;nbsp;A double negative makes it positive.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341567</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:30:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341567</guid><dc:creator>Susan Doe, Chicago, IL</dc:creator><description>I'm one of those people who sing - usually the loudest - and have the words wrong, so this list was an eye-opener. &amp;nbsp;Eeewwww. &amp;nbsp;These songs stink! &amp;nbsp;But, if you can understand the lyrics, doesn't that make them a bit better than than the classic &amp;quot;Louie, Louie?&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341573</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:33:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341573</guid><dc:creator>J, phx, az</dc:creator><description>I'm going to have to go with the classic, most annoyingly unfinished lyric ever. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would do anything for love,&lt;br&gt;but I won't do that. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What?!? You won't do anything then, will you? And what the heck is it that you won't do?&lt;br&gt;Ah, Meatloaf. It's very fitting if you think about it, meatloaf is 50% filler, homecooked goodness that's an American staple, but blah and somewhat unsatisfying in the end. I rest my case. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341578</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:35:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341578</guid><dc:creator>caineme, Quincy Ca.</dc:creator><description>Re: Tim from Knoxville.....It is Pompitice of love, turn up your hearing aide. And thanks for letting everyone know I'm smart..Cheers!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341585</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:39:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341585</guid><dc:creator>Jacob, Temple, TX</dc:creator><description>The worst rap lyrice EVER written: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'ma treat you like milk, I'll do nothing but spoil you...&amp;quot; -Lil Flip &amp;quot;Sunshine&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still throw up in my mouth a little bit everytime I hear it...!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341590</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:44:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341590</guid><dc:creator>Val, Middle of Nowhere, NE</dc:creator><description>I've tried to scan all the entries...I HAVE to add &amp;quot;Let's Get Physical&amp;quot; by Olivia Newton John, the whole song is so lame...&amp;quot;...let's get into physical...&amp;quot; wtf???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341600</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:50:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341600</guid><dc:creator>Cheryl, Chicago, IL </dc:creator><description>The first time I heard My Humps I was on the expressway and was laughing so hard I swear I thought I was going to drive into a ditch. I thought it was a joke song...a JOKE...until the dj said who it was. Sick. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crap like that gets record deals and others with more talent and lesser &amp;quot;lumps&amp;quot; don't get half the recognition they deserve. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...and I agree with the reader above that it is VERY disturbing that young kids are listening and singing this song. God help my yet unborn children. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341601</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:52:09 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341601</guid><dc:creator>sum guy, pa</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Long nights crying by the record machine,&lt;br&gt;Dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just buy another pair of pants.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341602</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:53:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341602</guid><dc:creator>Gary, Phoenix, AZ</dc:creator><description>Led Zepplin: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Squeeze my lemon 'til the juice runs down my leg&amp;quot; - that's deep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Manford Mann: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Revved up like a deuce(?) another runner in the night&amp;quot; -- huh?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341603</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:53:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341603</guid><dc:creator>BillDarryl, Orlando FL</dc:creator><description>I love The Temptations' &amp;quot;Ball of Confusion,&amp;quot; which asks:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Great Googa Mooga&lt;br&gt;Can you hear me talking to ya?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And Alyson in Winston-Salem, I generally forgive the Mellencamp gaffe, because later in the song, he does explain he was &amp;quot;educated in a small town.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Says it all.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341605</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:54:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341605</guid><dc:creator>Mark </dc:creator><description>George Michael of Wham! fame always wins this award with the classic:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Guilty feet have got no rhythm&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341609</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:59:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341609</guid><dc:creator>Lizzie</dc:creator><description>Oh my goodness, those are bad!&lt;br&gt;But what about nearly every country western song written? &amp;nbsp;Who can forget songs with lyrics like: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;tequlia makes her clothes fall off.&amp;quot; and Big and Rich: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Sometimes whiskey, sometimes pills&lt;br&gt;The silly things I need to get my thrills&lt;br&gt;Sometimes women are like cocaine&lt;br&gt;Got to have 'em more and more every day.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Yeah. &amp;nbsp;Who doesn't want a man like that?!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341616</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:05:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341616</guid><dc:creator>Patrick E., Houston, TX</dc:creator><description>Lines from Blue October's &amp;quot;Into The Ocean&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Let the waves up take me down&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine&lt;br&gt;the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind&lt;br&gt;I'm treading for my life believe me&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341624</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:08:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341624</guid><dc:creator>Steve, Doylestown, PA</dc:creator><description>Anything by Steve Miller. Case in point...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Billy Mac is a detective down in Texas.&lt;br&gt;You know he knows just exactly what the facts is.&lt;br&gt;He ain't gonna let those two escape justice.&lt;br&gt;He makes his living off the peoples taxes.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341633</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:14:29 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341633</guid><dc:creator>Gabs, Bklyn, NY</dc:creator><description>Basically all of Clay Aiken's 'Invisible'....yeeahh, soon the chick will be calling cops and putting a restraining order on him.&lt;br&gt;'Fergalicious'. If I EVER see this word in the dictionary, I will DIE.&lt;br&gt;'Bootylicious'...same thing...only it is in the dictionary.&lt;br&gt;'We Built This City'. Yeah, you can tell these guys were stoned when they sang this.&lt;br&gt;Speaking of stoned....&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;She's got me LoveStoned, and I swear she's bad and she knows, I think that she knows...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;WHO THE HELL IS LOVESTONED?!?!?!?!?!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341642</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:19:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341642</guid><dc:creator>Norm, L.A.</dc:creator><description>You're beautiful you're beautiful, you're beautiful&lt;br&gt;it's true&lt;br&gt;I saw your face in a quiet place and I don't know what to do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Insipid.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341643</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:19:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341643</guid><dc:creator>James, Simi Valley, CA</dc:creator><description>One of the best hip hop songs ever!&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Jam On It&amp;quot; by Newcleus&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love these lyrics!!! &amp;nbsp;...Can you dig it, no profanity either!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;...Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Chilly B&lt;br&gt;And I'm a surefire, full blooded bonafide house rockin' Jam-On Production MC&lt;br&gt;If you want the best, put me to the test, and I'm sure you'll soon agree&lt;br&gt;That I got no force ‘cause I'm down by law when it comes to rockin' viciously, you see&lt;br&gt;'Cause when I was a little baby boy my mama gave me a brand new toy&lt;br&gt;Two turn tables with a mic, and I learned to rock like Dolymite&lt;br&gt;Time went by, on this God creation, I knew someday I would rock the nation&lt;br&gt;So I made up my mind just what to do and I joined with the Jam On Production Crew...&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341681</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:38:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341681</guid><dc:creator>Jon, Jacksonville, FL</dc:creator><description>Rihanna: Umbrella song. real creative specially that echo effect. It must have been written in the same time it took me to insult it.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341693</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:45:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341693</guid><dc:creator>Lou, Springfield, Mo.</dc:creator><description>no one was waiting to throw out the pilot, we float on the back of the winds that you send us.&lt;br&gt; Another tomorrow, shedding the shade we made yesterday, disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the thunder then. Appeasing our monsters, under the acrylic skies. another tomorrow, another tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh wait...these are actually pretty good :)&lt;br&gt;Either their talking about 9/11 or Hiroshima and Nagasaki.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fair to Midland: Walls of Jericho</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341708</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:54:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341708</guid><dc:creator>Elisemarie, Charlotte, NC</dc:creator><description>I LOVE the band Pixies, but &amp;quot;Monkey Gone To Heaven&amp;quot; is beyond strange - perhaps they collaborated with David Lynch on the lyrics...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;there was a guy&lt;br&gt;an under water guy who controlled the sea&lt;br&gt;got killed by ten million pounds of sludge&lt;br&gt;from new york and new jersey&lt;br&gt;this monkey's gone to heaven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the creature in the sky&lt;br&gt;got sucked in ahole&lt;br&gt;now there's a hole in the sky&lt;br&gt;and the ground's not cold&lt;br&gt;and if the ground's not cold&lt;br&gt;everything is gonna burn&lt;br&gt;we'll all take turns&lt;br&gt;i'll get mine, too&lt;br&gt;this monkey's gone to haven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;rock me joe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;if man is 5 &lt;br&gt;then the devil is 6 &lt;br&gt;then god is 7 &lt;br&gt;this monkey's gone to heaven</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341720</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:03:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341720</guid><dc:creator>Jane Doe, Salt Lake City, UT</dc:creator><description>How about this one from Stevie Nicks' Klonopin days?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Somewhere out in the back of your mind&lt;br&gt;Comes your real life and the life that you know&lt;br&gt;It seems like&lt;br&gt;It was a creation of the same old things&lt;br&gt;The old things left out in the light&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She had trusted many, but was unfamiliar with&lt;br&gt;Almost anyone but&lt;br&gt;You&lt;br&gt;Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire&lt;br&gt;Every time you walk in the room&lt;br&gt;Well there is magic all around you&lt;br&gt;If I do say so myself&lt;br&gt;Well I have known this much longer than I've known you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She had trusted many&lt;br&gt;And then there would be someone who would enter into her presence&lt;br&gt;That she could sense a mile away&lt;br&gt;She dreamed of a wanton luxury&lt;br&gt;And she laughed and she cried and tried to taunt him...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd go on but the rest of the song makes even less sense.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Rooms on Fire&amp;quot; from 1989</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341723</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:06:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341723</guid><dc:creator>Scott G Hernando, MS</dc:creator><description>I'm an 80's nut. I would say Toto Coelo's &amp;quot;I eat canibals&amp;quot;. good song- worst lyrics.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341729</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:10:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341729</guid><dc:creator>Me, California</dc:creator><description>none of these songs can be as bad as ANY spice girls song...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yo i'll tell ya what i want what i really really want&lt;br&gt;so tell me whatchu want whatcha really really want&lt;br&gt;i wanna i wanna i wanna i wanna&lt;br&gt;i wanna really really really wanna zigazig ah</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341733</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:13:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341733</guid><dc:creator>Andrea, Fairfield CT</dc:creator><description>I've always been bothered by, &amp;quot;Everybody have fun tonight.....Everybody Wang Chung tonight&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How does one &amp;quot;Wang Chung&amp;quot;?? &amp;nbsp;As far as I know, &amp;quot;wang chung&amp;quot; is not a verb.....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341737</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:14:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341737</guid><dc:creator>Tracy E.</dc:creator><description>The one that always gets me is Thin Lizzy: &amp;quot;The boys are back in town&amp;quot;...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You know that chick that used to dance a lot&lt;br&gt;Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got, Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot&lt;br&gt;I mean she was steaming&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;(Cool or Red Hot? Make up your mind...It's steaming alright...in a great big pile)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(As we continue the poetry...)&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;And that time over at Johnny's place&lt;br&gt;Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face&lt;br&gt;Man we just fell about the place&lt;br&gt;If that chick don't want to know, forget her&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;(Every time I hear this stupid line I want to get up and slap the radio!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Any bar named after a cartoon has got to be filled with tough guys, right? ....)&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Friday night they'll be dressed to kill&lt;br&gt;Down at Dino's bar and grill&lt;br&gt;The drink will flow and blood will spill&lt;br&gt;And if the boys want to fight, you'd better let them&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or else what, tough guy? &amp;nbsp;You'll make me listen to this dumb song again? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last but not least...The Moron of the Century award goes to Van Halen:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Only time will tell if we stand the test of time&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Pure genius guys, pure genius.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341746</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:23:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341746</guid><dc:creator>Lisa S. - Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>This subject has been coming up around here a lot lately for whatever reason, and I stand firmly behind my pick of Rod Stewart's line from &amp;quot;Maggie May&amp;quot; as the single most awkward line ever: &amp;quot;I laughed at all of your jokes / My love you didn't need to coax.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Truly - Sitting here, right now, off the top of my head, I can think of five better options. Just cringe-inducing, every time.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341750</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:25:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341750</guid><dc:creator>Ellen, Pheonix, AZ</dc:creator><description>Thank Gwen Stefani for this gem -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator &lt;br&gt;Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341776</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:39:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341776</guid><dc:creator>Andy, Chelsea, AL </dc:creator><description>Best lyrics hands down: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gee, Carrie Ann I think you're swell and you really do me well. Your my pride and joy etcetera. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341778</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:40:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341778</guid><dc:creator>tt</dc:creator><description>donna summer: mcarthur park&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I left the cake out &lt;br&gt;and I'll never have that recipe again</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341821</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:15:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341821</guid><dc:creator>Thessaly, Cleveland OH</dc:creator><description>If you include Duran Duran, they would sweep the top 100 or so worst lyric spots. &amp;nbsp;But as an ode to the supremely ludicrous, may I suggest New Moon on Monday? &amp;nbsp;A sample:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Send me your warning siren&lt;br&gt;As if I could ever hide&lt;br&gt;Last time La Luna&lt;br&gt;I light my torch and wave it for the&lt;br&gt;New moon on Monday&lt;br&gt;And a firedance through the night&lt;br&gt;I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341829</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:23:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341829</guid><dc:creator>Joe</dc:creator><description>Ricky Martin's &amp;quot;Shake Your Bon Bon&amp;quot;.... So lyrics so bad it's enough to make your teeth peel....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341830</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:24:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341830</guid><dc:creator>Ben D&amp;quot;Antonio Phoenixville, PA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I put on my flip flops...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Margaritaville&amp;quot; - Jimmy Buffett&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amazing how this guy contunues to &amp;quot;steal&amp;quot; money from those &amp;quot;parrot heads&amp;quot;.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341831</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:24:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341831</guid><dc:creator>Lisa - E. Brunswick, NJ</dc:creator><description>Oh, Sweet Pea - come on and dance with me -&lt;br&gt;Come on, come on with me and be my girl</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341840</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:34:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341840</guid><dc:creator>Morgan</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;girlfriend&amp;quot; by avril lavigne and &amp;quot;rehab&amp;quot; by amy winehouse. they both make me want to pull my hair out. they are soooo annoying! </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341841</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:34:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341841</guid><dc:creator>Lisa - E. Brunswick, NJ</dc:creator><description>I am woman, hear me roar!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Helen Reddy was so annoying.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341860</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 18:46:09 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341860</guid><dc:creator>Bee, Salt Lake City</dc:creator><description>While I understand that Wild Thing and Surfin' Bird are good candidates, I can't truly say that they're that bad because they were MEANT to be bad. They're just nonsense lyrics. No, only lyrics that were meant in all seriousness can apply for this particular award.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so far, only one person has mentioned the true winner of all time: Wildfire.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I mean, anybody who talks about a horse dying in a &amp;quot;killing frost&amp;quot; has got serious issues. My tomatoes die in a killing frost, maybe. But the horses? Not so much. I detest that song. &amp;lt;shudder&amp;gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341888</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 19:04:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341888</guid><dc:creator>Dan, Minneapolis, MN</dc:creator><description>I like this song, but... Procol Harum's Whiter Shade of pale.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I wandered through my playing cards &lt;br&gt;and would not let her be &lt;br&gt;one of sixteen vestal virgins &lt;br&gt;who were leaving for the coast &lt;br&gt;and although my eyes were open &lt;br&gt;they might have just as well've been closed &lt;br&gt;also,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so it was that later &lt;br&gt;as the miller told his tale &lt;br&gt;that her face, at first just ghostly, &lt;br&gt;turned a whiter shade of pale&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341892</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 19:07:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341892</guid><dc:creator>Sharon Wolfgang, Collingswood, NJ</dc:creator><description>Sorry - &amp;quot;Humps&amp;quot; may be stupid and tasteless, but Those Kids Nowadays haven't come up with anything HALF as evil as &amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot;. I know it's been mentioned several times above, but it can't be repeated often enough. The world must be defended from this horror! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The entire romance is vile, but I have to quote one tidbit: &amp;quot;She wrecked the car and she was sad, and so afraid that I'd be mad, but what the heck! Though I pretended hard to be, guess you could say she saw through me, and hugged my neck.&amp;quot; Would that she had strangled him when she had the chance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As Dave Barry said some years ago, the song is almost bearable if you believe Honey ran off with the HELLS Angels (&amp;quot;One day while I was not at home, while she was there and all alone, the angels came...&amp;quot;). Alas, the truth is that Honey was too passive-aggressive to tell her condescending husband how sick she was. So instead she maintained her stoic pose, except for the occasional burst of &amp;quot;crying needlessly in the middle of the day&amp;quot;, until he was left to walk in the door and find her dead body. Yuck.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341903</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 19:19:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341903</guid><dc:creator>tiff</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;meet me at the altar in your white dress&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we aint getting no younger so we might as well do it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;been feeling you for a while girl i must confess&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lets get married&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(jagged edge) If my man proposed to me like this he would not make it out the room alive.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341915</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 19:33:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341915</guid><dc:creator>Lisa, American Fork, Utah</dc:creator><description>I don't remember the band, or the title, but it was mid nineties and it went like this...&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I love you period. &amp;nbsp;Do you love me question mark. &amp;nbsp;I wanna hold you exclamation point. ...&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;and on and on. &amp;nbsp;It was so horrible, it has stayed with me all of these years. &amp;nbsp;Blech.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341929</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 19:41:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341929</guid><dc:creator>Andy, Chelsea AL </dc:creator><description>Hands down, the worst lyrics of all time are from the classic Turtles hit Elenore. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Elenore, gee I think you're swell&lt;br&gt;And you really do me well&lt;br&gt;You're my pride and joy, et cetera&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What happened? Couldn't complete your thought. &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341970</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 20:20:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341970</guid><dc:creator>KBH, BC, CA</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Every time you go away, you take a piece of me with you...&amp;quot;?&lt;br&gt;Still makes me smile when I think of it.&lt;br&gt;But I have to agree, &amp;quot;My Humps&amp;quot; is way at the top of the list.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341974</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 20:23:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341974</guid><dc:creator>Shannon, Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>From &amp;quot;Elevation by U2:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;A mole&lt;br&gt;Digging in a hole&lt;br&gt;Digging up my soul now&lt;br&gt;Going down excavation&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ugh, does U2 think they can get away with anything now? I find myself lunging for the seek button on my radio when I hear this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &amp;quot;Machinehead&amp;quot; by Bush:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Got a machinehead &lt;br&gt;It's better than the rest&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And to bring it on home...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wang Chung's Dance Hall Days:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Take your baby by the hand&lt;br&gt;And make her do a high hand stand&lt;br&gt;Take your baby by the heel&lt;br&gt;And do the next thing that you feel&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And my favorite part of this song:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;So take your baby by the wrist&lt;br&gt;And in her mouth an amethyst&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That is POETRY, Wang Chung! Really!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#341993</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 20:39:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:341993</guid><dc:creator>Kay</dc:creator><description>Mind on my money, money on my mind is not Snoop Dogg. &amp;nbsp;It is Moneymaker by Ludacris. &amp;nbsp;Or did Snoop write it?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342003</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 20:51:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342003</guid><dc:creator>nobody</dc:creator><description>Check your lyrics...it's not &amp;quot;pompatus&amp;quot; in &amp;quot;The Joker&amp;quot;, it's &amp;quot;prophetess&amp;quot;...makes alittle more sense that way, although admittedly not much.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342048</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 21:20:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342048</guid><dc:creator>n</dc:creator><description>God. I HATE The Killers. &amp;quot;I've got soul but I'm not a solider.&amp;quot; Laaaaame. Also, the morning sun is NEVER shining like a red rubber ball.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342084</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 22:07:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342084</guid><dc:creator>Jan Couch Hanford CA</dc:creator><description>No, No NO, you got it all wrong. &amp;nbsp;By the time the guy is done screeching &amp;quot;I wish I could fly&amp;quot; over and over and over, I really wish he would, &amp;nbsp;Fly away.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342100</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 22:24:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342100</guid><dc:creator>Robert Marks</dc:creator><description>Although an all time favorite band of mine, could someone explain what The Guess Who meant by &amp;quot;no time for the killing floor&amp;quot;, in the song No Time. &amp;nbsp;Is that a floor that swallows you up?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342123</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 22:44:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342123</guid><dc:creator>Mardi, Dallas, TX</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Good Morning Sunshine&amp;quot;? &amp;nbsp;Who can forget the chorus, &amp;quot;Gliddy gloop gloopy, nibby nabby noobie, la-la-la-low-low.&amp;quot; Wait, there's more..&lt;br&gt;Sabba sibby sabba, noobie abba nabba, lee-lee-low-lowww.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;And now the crescendo.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Oobie doobie nabba, toobie abba nabba, Early morning singing song!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Jeez, it's enough to make hair fall from small animals!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342152</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 23:11:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342152</guid><dc:creator>Eric Stewart, Camas, WA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Songs she sang to me, songs she brang to me....&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Neil Diamond, &amp;quot;Play Me&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342174</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 23:36:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342174</guid><dc:creator>Mrs. C</dc:creator><description>Whenever I hear Gwen Stefani singing that HORRIBLE 'Hollabeck Girl' song it feels like poisonous black worms have crawled into my ears and are attacking my brain with barbed stingers. Although I've never listened to the whole thing all the way through, I think she spells out B-A-N-A-N-N-A for no apparent reason and tells someone one to &amp;quot;Give me back my s**t&amp;quot; a few times. What in the wide world of sports is wrong with that woman. &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342198</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 23:54:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342198</guid><dc:creator>Charley</dc:creator><description>Someone please tell me this wasn't a dream, but wasn't there a song from the 60s that started with an acappella rhyme that went something like:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Three six nine,&lt;br&gt;The goose drank wine,&lt;br&gt;Monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line,&lt;br&gt;The line broke, the monkey got choked&lt;br&gt;And they all went to heaven in a little row boat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I couldn't have dreamed that up, right?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342215</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 00:18:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342215</guid><dc:creator>Kelly, Richmond, VA</dc:creator><description>How about Mellow Yellow, by Donavan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Electrical banana&lt;br&gt;Is gonna be a sudden craze&lt;br&gt;Electrical banana&lt;br&gt;Is bound to be the very next phase&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They call it mellow yellow&lt;br&gt;(Quite rightly)&lt;br&gt;They call me mellow yellow&lt;br&gt;(Quite rightly)&lt;br&gt;They call me mellow yellow&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342230</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 00:29:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342230</guid><dc:creator>Deb, Harrisburg PA</dc:creator><description>Here's my 2 cents&lt;br&gt;Her placenta falls to the floor... &lt;br&gt;How gross is this? Did LIVE really need to put that visual in our heads??????</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342285</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 01:39:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342285</guid><dc:creator>brian scott</dc:creator><description>I CANNOT BELIEVE nobody mentioned this classic gem:&lt;br&gt;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br&gt;I don't think that I can take it&lt;br&gt;cause it took so long to make it&lt;br&gt;and I'll never have that recipe again&lt;br&gt;ohhhhh noooooo&lt;br&gt;what the hell is he talking about????</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342301</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 01:54:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342301</guid><dc:creator>D, Chillicothe, Ohio</dc:creator><description>You somehow forgot the country songs.&lt;br&gt;My all time favorite by Loretta Lynne and Conway Twitty:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;You're the reason are kids are ugly, little darlin', but I love ya anyway!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I even wrote a paper in a creative writing class in college about country music lyrics because they cracked me up.(had a summer job where I had to listen to it) I'm sure the new ones are even better!&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342311</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:04:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342311</guid><dc:creator>carol</dc:creator><description> &amp;quot;Sugar Sugar&amp;quot; by the Archies (gag me)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342316</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:16:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342316</guid><dc:creator>Keli - Ottawa Kansas</dc:creator><description>I can't believe i read this whole list and no one &amp;nbsp;NO ONE has said a word about RIGHT SAID FRED!!!! &amp;nbsp;I&amp;quot;m too sexy... </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342326</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:25:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342326</guid><dc:creator>c</dc:creator><description>i have two picks for worse song lyricsone has to go to Europes the Final Countdown. we are headed for venus has to make you wonder what was the band on for who would go to venus not to mention repeating its the final countdown over and over is annoying that and snows informer should get a nod mostly for the lyrics not be able to be understood</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342344</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:48:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342344</guid><dc:creator>Terri White</dc:creator><description>Finally, a chance to vent about this song by Lonestar, &amp;quot;I'm Already There&amp;quot;. The guy is on a business trip and calls home from the hotel. His kid asks when he's coming home and instead of answering something simple, like &amp;quot;Tuesday&amp;quot;, we get a response that probably gave the little boy nightmares.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A little voice came on the phone&lt;br&gt;And said &amp;quot;Daddy when you coming home&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;He said the first thing that came to his mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm already there&lt;br&gt;Take a look around&lt;br&gt;I'm the sunshine in your hair&lt;br&gt;I'm the shadow on the ground&lt;br&gt;I'm the whisper in the wind&lt;br&gt;I'm your imaginary friend&lt;br&gt;And I know I'm in your prayers&lt;br&gt;Oh I'm already there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This was the FIRST THING that came to his mind????&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342345</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:56:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342345</guid><dc:creator>mf, michigan</dc:creator><description>The worst? &amp;nbsp;Any of the lyrics in &amp;quot;All I wanna do is make love to you&amp;quot; by Heart:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So we found this hotel, it was a place I knew well&lt;br&gt;We made magic that night. Oh, he did everything right&lt;br&gt;He brought the woman out of me, so many times, easily&lt;br&gt;And in the morning when he woke all I left him was a note&lt;br&gt;I told him I am the flower you are the seed&lt;br&gt;We walked in the garden we planted a tree&lt;br&gt;Don't try to find me, please don't you dare&lt;br&gt;Just live in my memory, you'll always be there&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342351</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 03:08:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342351</guid><dc:creator>Howard M, Collegeville, PA</dc:creator><description>Another Steve Miller classic: Abra abra-cadabra. &amp;nbsp;I wanna reach out and grab ya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Nuf said.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342437</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 06:10:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342437</guid><dc:creator>charlie, charlotte, nc</dc:creator><description>Upsetting:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OH! I'm feeling alright;&lt;br&gt;hips dont lie&lt;br&gt;and I'm starting to feel you, boy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And why is it that her hips are speaking no deceit??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;perhaps they simply cannot communicate a spoken language? what would she write if one day they spoke up and they were not truthful?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;damn, my hips been lying....&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342447</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 06:45:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342447</guid><dc:creator>NYCGirl</dc:creator><description>Not the worst ever, but:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--Somebody's mention of a lyric from a Diana Ross song reminded me of another lyric of hers that I hate (from 'Upside Down'):&amp;quot;Respectfully I say to thee, I'm aware that you're cheating...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Obviously he doesn't respect her, why the hell should she speak to him respectfully ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--And my nomination for the most egregious case of trite rhyming lyrics:&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.uppercutmusic.com/artist_a/amber_lyrics/this_is_your_night_lyrics.html"&gt;http://www.uppercutmusic.com/artist_a/amber_lyrics/this_is_your_night_lyrics.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342501</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 09:32:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342501</guid><dc:creator>m5multitronic, Houston, TX</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;If they say I did not love you&lt;br&gt;You know they are a liar&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Lizard King, Jim Morrison&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This guy was a great poet?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342542</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 12:46:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342542</guid><dc:creator>Terri, Rhome, TX</dc:creator><description>The WORST ever..Journey's Lovin' Touchin' Sqeezin' &amp;nbsp;na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na...&lt;br&gt;I'm sure you get the point.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342548</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 13:02:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342548</guid><dc:creator>DC in NC</dc:creator><description>For all you math geniuses out there: &amp;quot;Nothing from nothing leaves nothing.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I can't believe no one mentions this thinker: &amp;quot;I saw a lion he was standing alone, with a tadpole in a jar.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Led Zeppelin, Dancing Days)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Apologies to Robert Plant, you guys still rock, hehe&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342549</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 13:02:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342549</guid><dc:creator>Nancy, Indian Rocks Beach, Fl.</dc:creator><description>I guess I would have to pick that annoying Do Wap song that those dorky little Hanson boys sang..UGH!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342613</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 14:56:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342613</guid><dc:creator>Stephanie, Northwest OH</dc:creator><description>Muskrat Love or something that only Michael Vick would enjoy...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342672</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 16:14:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342672</guid><dc:creator>Tony</dc:creator><description>...And who could forget this all time classic:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song she sang to me&lt;br&gt;Song she brang to me&lt;br&gt;Words that rang in me&lt;br&gt;Rhyme that sprang from me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &amp;quot;Play Me&amp;quot; by the great Neil Diamond</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342744</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 18:05:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342744</guid><dc:creator>Shari, Washington DC</dc:creator><description>Aaron: If you are going to quote Chicago's lyrics to &amp;quot;Look Away&amp;quot; at least get them right! The song goes &amp;quot;If you see me walkin' by / And the tears are in my eyes / Look away, baby, look away&amp;quot;. &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342781</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 19:13:07 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342781</guid><dc:creator>karen, corning, ny</dc:creator><description>The song lyrics that bug me the most are from the Bon Jovi Sugartown effort - Who Says You Can't Go Home. &amp;nbsp;For example - &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Like a blind dog without a bone&lt;br&gt;I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Ok then... &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342808</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 20:18:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342808</guid><dc:creator>C. Alexander</dc:creator><description>Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy. &amp;nbsp;A kid'll eat ivy, too, wouldn't you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I saw this one posted earlier. &amp;nbsp;My Grandpa spelled it out for me 'cause I didn't understand how he could remember the &amp;quot;sounds&amp;quot; to that song! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, it goes through my head over and over like It's a Small World After All.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342821</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 20:43:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342821</guid><dc:creator>Dana, VA</dc:creator><description>Endless Love, by Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross. &amp;nbsp;There is not one single line in the whole song that's not an especially smarmy cliche. &amp;nbsp;Unless it's the part where they go &amp;quot;Dum dum, dum dum dum da...&amp;quot; etc. &amp;nbsp;Dum(b), indeed.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342898</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 00:26:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342898</guid><dc:creator>CG, Tucson, AZ</dc:creator><description>T-Pain:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;We in the bed like ooo...ooo&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Bout to go and Bang Bang Boogie with my cutie and I'll see you tomar&amp;quot; (I crack up every time I hear that)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or Fergie:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The glamorous, the flossy flossy&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can anyone explain this to me?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342901</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 00:29:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342901</guid><dc:creator>Jean, Charlotte</dc:creator><description>to Russ: &amp;nbsp;the &amp;quot;mairzy doats&amp;quot; lyric is just a different spelling of this phrase: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Mares eat Oats and Does eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy. &amp;nbsp;A kid'll eat ivy, too. &amp;nbsp;Wouldn't you?&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;No telling why it became a famous song, but then again, that was the same era that said &amp;quot;Yes, we have no bananas. &amp;nbsp;We have no bananas today.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;???</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342910</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 00:50:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342910</guid><dc:creator>RLS   Ft Lauderdale, FLA</dc:creator><description> &amp;nbsp;Pink Floyd won't make this list</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342919</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 01:24:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342919</guid><dc:creator>rob     MIAMI , FLA</dc:creator><description>Any KISS song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342928</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 01:48:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342928</guid><dc:creator>Nancy W., Lubbock, TX</dc:creator><description>Extreme's &amp;quot;Hole Hearted&amp;quot;...entire song...but the chorus is the worst&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Rivers flow into the sea&lt;br&gt;yet even the sea is not so full of me&amp;quot;...EWWWW </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342951</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 02:29:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342951</guid><dc:creator>David McKay, Janesville WI</dc:creator><description>I've always been torn between &amp;quot;The heat was hot,&amp;quot; from America (hey, the one on the linked list isn't even the worst line IN THE SONG), and &amp;quot;Christmas comes this time each year,&amp;quot; by the Beach Boys. &amp;nbsp;When else would it come?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342968</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 03:31:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342968</guid><dc:creator>Amy G.,  Bethlehem, N.C.</dc:creator><description>How about Ronnie Millsap's &amp;quot;There's a Stranger in My House, Somebody there that I can't see.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of course he can't see them HE'S BLIND!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342969</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 03:32:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342969</guid><dc:creator>Katy, PHX, AZ</dc:creator><description>It's got to be 'Come stay with me inside my sugar walls' by Sheena Easton. That song makes that era look so dorky.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#342982</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 04:22:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:342982</guid><dc:creator>Jessica, Hartford, WI</dc:creator><description>My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard...and they're like it's better than yours...damn right, it's better than yours...i can teach you, but i'll have to charge.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Where does this stuff even come from?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343041</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 12:05:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343041</guid><dc:creator>Robin, East Brunswick, NJ</dc:creator><description>The Divinyls:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;...I don't want, anybody else, and when I think about you I touch myself...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You haven't lived until you've seen nine year olds singing this at the top of their lungs.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343067</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 14:49:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343067</guid><dc:creator>Vinnie, Chicago, IL</dc:creator><description>A lot of good or great songs have unconscionably bad lyrics. &amp;nbsp;For instance: &amp;quot;I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot&amp;quot; from &amp;quot;Jesse's Girl.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Then there's &amp;quot;The girl was fine as calomine&amp;quot; from Aerosmith's &amp;quot;Ain't That a B*tch.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;And, of course, &amp;quot;Duke, duke, duke, duke of Earl, duke, duke, duke of Earl, duke, duke, duke of Earl, duke, duke...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343075</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 15:29:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343075</guid><dc:creator>Ron Bogan, Danvers, MA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich? It's a sandwich where you have two pieces of bread and you wish, hehehehe, that you had some meat..&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Blues Brothers, &amp;quot;Rubber Biscuit&amp;quot;.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343108</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 17:44:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343108</guid><dc:creator>Mark, Novi, Mich</dc:creator><description>Most anything from the early seventy's,who can forget,&lt;br&gt;I'm being followed by a moon shadow by Cat Stevens, or whoever he is now.&lt;br&gt;When you go to San Fransisco be sure to wear some flowers in your hair I think that was Scot McKensey (If you are Scot McKensey and you had nothing to do with that song sorry,---- and be thankful)&lt;br&gt;and my list would not be complete without most of the words in any Beatles song from that time period. &lt;br&gt;I have a few more but I have to find my Nehru jacket and paisley bell bottoms, getting ready for Halloween, &amp;nbsp; this year I am going as me in 1972</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343112</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 17:51:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343112</guid><dc:creator>Matt  Walford, Iowa</dc:creator><description>I've never figured out what Chicago's '25 or 6 to 4' meant. If you can explain this, please help me out, then seek help for yourself.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343120</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 18:15:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343120</guid><dc:creator>Kristin, Ithaca, NY</dc:creator><description>It doesn't get any worse than LFO's &amp;quot;Every Other Time&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Sometimes we swim around, like two dolphins in the ocean of our hearts.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seriously??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343145</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 19:01:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343145</guid><dc:creator>nick, uk</dc:creator><description>how about oasis - little james, i know most oasis song have terrible lryics but:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Little James, We're all the same &lt;br&gt;They always seem to look to us &lt;br&gt;But we weren't meant to be grown ups &lt;br&gt;Thank you for your smile &lt;br&gt;You make it all worthwhile to us &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOu live for your toys, even though they make noise &lt;br&gt;Have you ever played with plastercine &lt;br&gt;Or even tried a trampline &lt;br&gt;Thank you for your smile &lt;br&gt;You make it all worthwhile to us &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all &lt;br&gt;'Cos it wont be long before everyone is gone &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sailed out to sea, your mum you and me &lt;br&gt;You swam the ocean like a child &lt;br&gt;Life around us was so wild &lt;br&gt;Thank you for your smile &lt;br&gt;You make it all worth while to us &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all &lt;br&gt;And it won't be long before everyone is gone &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343160</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 19:49:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343160</guid><dc:creator>Cindy, Jackson, MS</dc:creator><description>I agree with My Humps being the worst of all time. &amp;nbsp;From years past, how about McArthur Park?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Someone left the cake out in the rain&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;I don't think that I can take it&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;'Cause it took so long to bake it,&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;And I'll never have that recipe again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's nails-on-a-chalkboard annoying . . .</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343250</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 00:19:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343250</guid><dc:creator>Elli, Daleville, AL</dc:creator><description>JKW... there were a few other words in Fly Robin Fly:&lt;br&gt;up up to the sky. Seriously. I saw these women at a club when I was in Germany back in 1976. It's much worse in person. They didn't even sing the song...it was recorded and they moved their lips alla Asley Simpson (and many other &amp;quot;big name&amp;quot; singers out there). Thanks for bringing back that horrible date to me. Where's my Wild Turkey?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343310</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 03:30:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343310</guid><dc:creator>T.J.  Cleveland, Ohio </dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Bang a Gong&amp;quot; : &amp;nbsp;(lyrics below)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, you're dirty and sweet &lt;br&gt;Clad in black, don't look back, and I love you &lt;br&gt;You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah &lt;br&gt;Well, you're slim and you're weak &lt;br&gt;You got the teeth of the hydra upon you &lt;br&gt;You're dirty, sweet and you're my girl. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;{Refrain} &lt;br&gt;Get it on, bang a gong, get it on! &lt;br&gt;Get it on, bang a gong, get it on! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, you're built like a car &lt;br&gt;You got a hubcap diamond star halo, &lt;br&gt;You're built like a car, oh yeah! &lt;br&gt;Well, you're an untamed youth &lt;br&gt;That's the truth, with your cloak full of eagles, &lt;br&gt;You're dirty, sweet and you're my girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;T. Rex must have been doing a lot of drugs when he came up with this manure...&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343346</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 07:16:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343346</guid><dc:creator>Kevin Kunreuther, Dallas TX</dc:creator><description>1.)To Saustain:&lt;br&gt;The lyrics of Highway 61 is a funny song, full of twisted literal and cultural touchstones, oh sweet nimrod of nimble perceptiveness. Broaden your education, please ... thy ignorance is on Broadway and it's a sellout, total SRO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2.)I'm a big fan of Jeff Lynne, but on the wonderful 1981 Electric Light Orchestra sci-fi pop album Time, he pulled some howlers from gawd knows where and planted them in the middle of some great songs. For example, &amp;quot;Rain Is Falling&amp;quot;, a great R&amp;amp;B gospel-tinged narrative number that describes a natural disaster provoked by either a scientific experiment gone wrong or a nuclear catastrophe, this awful middle-eight lyric sticks out like some ugly artifice: &amp;quot;With their brand new time transporter, they'll think maybe I fought to get away/ but with all their great intentions and all their great inventions, here I stay&amp;quot;. Stops the song cold.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343380</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 12:24:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343380</guid><dc:creator>Rose B. Carrollton, Georgia</dc:creator><description>I'd have to vote:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look into my eyes&lt;br&gt;Can't you see they're open wide&lt;br&gt;Would I lie to you baby??&lt;br&gt;Would I lie to you??...oh yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;from &amp;quot;would I lie to you baby&amp;quot; by Charles and Eddy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mostly because in the song, it sounds like they're saying he'd tell you the truth forever. &amp;nbsp;However, he's saying he'd lie - oh yeah.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343387</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 13:01:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343387</guid><dc:creator>ende, Louisville, KY</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Madman drummers bummers,&lt;br&gt;Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat&lt;br&gt;In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat&lt;br&gt;With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,&lt;br&gt;I tripped the merry-go-round&lt;br&gt;With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,&lt;br&gt;the calliope crashed to the ground&lt;br&gt;The calliope crashed to the ground&lt;br&gt;But she was...&lt;br&gt;Blinded by the light,&lt;br&gt;revved up like a deuce,&lt;br&gt;you know the runner in the night...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and Springsteen's original line, &amp;quot;cut loose like a deuce&amp;quot; is even worse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;one of the most mis-heard song lyrics ever! &amp;nbsp;either way, i always thought it reeked.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343402</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 14:01:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343402</guid><dc:creator>Bron,Orlando,FL</dc:creator><description>I forget who sang it in the eighties, but the line is &amp;quot;Your eyes touch me physically&amp;quot;. Does he take his eyes out to touch her with them, or does he leave them in?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343500</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 18:56:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343500</guid><dc:creator>Tru M., Cleveland, Ohio</dc:creator><description>OK, everyone wants to know what “colitas” is. From “using the Google,” I see it’s a reference to the little tip of a marijuana branch, which is where the leaf is supposed to be the most potent. That’s why their warm smell rises up through the air…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“No time for the killing floor” is a reference to a floor in a slaughterhouse. And Charley isn’t imagining “Three six nine, the goose drank wine.” It’s an old schoolyard rhyme that appears in Shirley Ellis’s “The Name Game” and UB40’s “Red Red Wine.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To CW in Santa Maria, in “Winter Wonderland” the couple is pretending their snowman is a parson. A minister. That’s why they imagine him asking them if they’re married and tell him no, but he can “do the job.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Andy: “Run for the Roses” is about a HORSE. Why shouldn’t it have the words “wobbly knees” and “withers” in it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Yummy, Yummy, Yummy” was technically by The Ohio Express, but given that nearly all bubblegum songs were actually by Joey Levine, that hardly matters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Katie: I think when Chuck Berry said Johnny B. Goode could play a guitar “like a ringin’ a bell,” he meant Johnny had a good, “ringing” guitar sound, and maybe also that he was so good that he could make playing a guitar look as easy as picking up a bell and ringing it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lance who apparently never did catch all the many verses of “Dead Skunk,” which is actually pretty funny.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That said, I am right on board with a lot of the choices already mentioned, but I have a few more winners to add: &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stevie Wonder: “I Just Called to Say I Love You.” His most banal lyrics next to “Ebony and Ivory.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Baby Don’t Get Hooked On Me” by Mac Davis: “Girl, you’re a hot-blooded woman-child, and it’s warm where you’re touching me.” Ewwww. TMI!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From the Department of Reduncancy Department, the Supremes’ “Love Is Here and Now You’re Gone”: “You persuaded me to love you and I did, but instead of tenderness I found heartbreak instead.”</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343720</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 10:29:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343720</guid><dc:creator>Tamara. St. Louis, Mo</dc:creator><description>Worst song and lyrics ever-Hey Ya by Outkast&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Alright now fellas, now what's cooler than bein cool? Ice Cold. I can't hear you, I say what's cooler than bein cool? Ice Cold. Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright Alright.&amp;quot; And...&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Shake it Shake Shake it Shake it Shake it Shake Shake it Shake it Shake it OHH OH Shake it Shake it like a Polaroid Picture Shake it Shake it&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I hate that song and it was soooo overplayed on the radio.I can't believe anyone thought it deserved an award either.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343767</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 13:14:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343767</guid><dc:creator>Lee, Springfield,  Mass.</dc:creator><description>For those of you who can't remember, &amp;quot;Yummy, Yummy, Yummy, I Got Love in my Tummy&amp;quot; was done by The 1910 Fruitgum Company, not Paul Anka (his atricity was &amp;quot;You're Having My Baby,&amp;quot; not &amp;quot;You Got Love in Your Tummy.&amp;quot;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How come no one's nominated Gwen Stefani's &amp;quot;Hollaback Girl&amp;quot;? &amp;nbsp;Or is that how all of us remember how to spell &amp;quot;banana&amp;quot;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funny, isn't it, though, that as bad as these lyrics all are, we actually REMEMBER them? &amp;nbsp;Rather disconcerting, no?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343917</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 15:08:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343917</guid><dc:creator>Eric C. , Upstate SC</dc:creator><description>Have to add this one...from what I consider the all-time worst song...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;And as the Musak played sooner or later I knew&lt;br&gt;We'd fall in love in that elevator&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Heaven on the 7th Floor&amp;quot; by Paul Nicholas. I would suggest you go out and find an MP3 to refresh your memory on this one but I have to warn you you will never get that three minutes of your life back. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343942</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 15:26:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343942</guid><dc:creator>V Petrazio, Roanoke, VA</dc:creator><description>Tonight's the night, sung by Rod Stewart totally creeps me out!!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#343968</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 15:43:45 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:343968</guid><dc:creator>Mo, NY, NY</dc:creator><description>How about ANY of the lyrics from Midnight Oil's Beds Are Burning??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344073</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 16:52:50 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344073</guid><dc:creator>Bob Nelson, Watauga, Texas</dc:creator><description>...&amp;quot;alligator lizards in the air&amp;quot;... - America</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344075</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 16:53:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344075</guid><dc:creator>Keith, Atlanta</dc:creator><description>My vote for worst lyrics is &amp;quot;Big girls don't cry&amp;quot;, blah, blah, blah. &amp;nbsp;And as if the lyrics weren't bad enough, it was sung with that fingernails-on-the-blackboard falsetto by the Four Seasons.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344171</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 17:40:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344171</guid><dc:creator>jrzygrl,NJ</dc:creator><description>Sorry, I can't think of the title of the song or the original artists, but it was remade by Metallica,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some teenage guy's car gets stuck on the railroad track and his idiot girlfriend goes running back and dies and it turns out she was getting his highschool ring...that ranks right up there with Honey and Seasons in the Sun as far as I am concerned</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344178</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 17:45:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344178</guid><dc:creator>Troy, New Orleans, LA</dc:creator><description>How about the whole of Shania Twain's &amp;quot;That Don't Impress Me Much&amp;quot;? Apparently she's into stupid, ugly, and filthy since smart, good-looking and clean don't impress her much. Oh well.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344219</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 18:04:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344219</guid><dc:creator>amy</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Suckin' on a chili dog...&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;What the? &amp;nbsp;Nails on a chalk board. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344255</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 18:20:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344255</guid><dc:creator>Doris Gant - Asheville, NC</dc:creator><description>Jo-Jo was a man who thought he was a woman but he's just another man . . . . . (the beatles) and that one about &amp;quot;. . . he shoots coca-cola he got ju ju eyebrows . . . he got feet down below his knees . . &lt;br&gt;what??????</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344293</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 18:39:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344293</guid><dc:creator>Lorraine Simpson, Monroe, GA</dc:creator><description>Gotta be the Bee Gees, Tragedy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's TRAGEDY! When you lose control and you got no soul&lt;br&gt;It's TRAGEDY!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344302</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 18:42:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344302</guid><dc:creator>John Dough</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;We built this city on rock n' roll&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;Yea right get a job.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344341</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:05:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344341</guid><dc:creator>JB, Atlanta,GA</dc:creator><description>Didn't REM have a lyric that said &amp;quot;that is me in the corner...losing my religion&amp;quot;? &amp;nbsp; That is pretty lame.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344359</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:11:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344359</guid><dc:creator>Tbergtx Austin Texas</dc:creator><description>I like Paula Cole and I know about poetic license but when she sings &amp;quot;So open up your morning light&lt;br&gt;and say a little prayer for I&amp;quot; in &amp;quot;I Don't Want to Wait&amp;quot; it sets my teeth on edge....talk about bad grammer!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344397</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:30:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344397</guid><dc:creator>ri</dc:creator><description>The absolute worst lyrics and worst SONG, and I don't care how many years have gone by since I last heard it, I still change the channel immediately, is &amp;quot;Monee, Monee&amp;quot; or however it's spelled: &amp;quot;Here she comes now, hey, Monee, Monee...&amp;quot; and on and on. Sorry I told you about it, now I won't be able to get that hideous song out of my head!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344424</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:45:27 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344424</guid><dc:creator>Rachel, Columbus, OH</dc:creator><description>The entire Escape Song.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Horrible lyrics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's all I'm bored with my partner, I'm going to have an affair. Me, too. Oh! We answered each other's personal ads! How funny!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No, how disgusting you both did that to begin with. Break up, move out, get over it, move on.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344450</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:57:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344450</guid><dc:creator>Brian,  Troy NY</dc:creator><description>Not a lot of folks know this one but ...&lt;br&gt;Rueben Studdard - What if&lt;br&gt;You know I love you like I used to love cake...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cmon Ruby... used to?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344460</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:58:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344460</guid><dc:creator>Jase Smith, pensacola, FL</dc:creator><description>This Nick Carter song has to have some of the dumbest lyrics ever written, it's called Forever Rebel:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yo, it’s like 1, 2, 3 and to the 4&lt;br&gt;Everyone is knockin’ at my door!&lt;br&gt;It's like I called 911&lt;br&gt;I got no obligation&lt;br&gt;Na na na na na, I will be forever rebel!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344500</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 20:17:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344500</guid><dc:creator>Brian, Albany Ny</dc:creator><description>Flava flav-- I Dont know the name of the song&lt;br&gt;Here's flavas genius:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2 bees in a bucket you motha, motha @#### it &lt;br&gt;you either flava flav or you chuck chuck chuck it &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brilliant&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344539</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 20:29:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344539</guid><dc:creator>Neo Soren, Bryan, Texas</dc:creator><description>How about this abomination from Alice Cooper: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My hearts a virgin it ain't never been tried, and you know I never cry....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344750</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 22:43:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344750</guid><dc:creator>Me, City, Oklahoma</dc:creator><description>Ok everyone keeps mentioning &amp;quot;Horse with no Name&amp;quot; and various lyrics in it. &amp;nbsp;I think the whole song is just bizarre. &amp;nbsp;Isn't one of the main lines in the chorus:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Alligator lizards in the air&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Huh?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344780</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 23:04:59 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344780</guid><dc:creator>Music-o-Phile</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;25 or 6 to 4&amp;quot; was a response to the question &amp;quot;What time is it?&amp;quot; The moral of this story: Never an incapacitated (drunk/stoned) person for the time. Chicago likes to party (and write half-decent songs about partying).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would also like to nominate every lyric Nirvana ever wrote (it's not &amp;quot;deep&amp;quot;; it's &amp;quot;random words mixed together&amp;quot;).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And who could forget this gem from NOFX's song &amp;quot;Drugs are Good&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Drugs are good/They make you do things that you know you not should&amp;quot; (Huh?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Welcome to Detroit City&amp;quot;, by Eminem (normally a gifted wordsmith). Detroit City? Is that the capital of Detroit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I forget the genius of the 80's who came up with &amp;quot;Things that make you go hmm.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmmm.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#344784</link><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 23:07:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:344784</guid><dc:creator>Holeigh Robinson-D'Water</dc:creator><description>For Warren Turnbull...back in the day, &amp;quot;Philadelphia Freedom&amp;quot; was an exclusive soccer team...lots of famous people were on the team...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345017</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 01:56:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345017</guid><dc:creator>Rob Witham, Glen Allen, Va.</dc:creator><description>Oh, you are NOT kidding about &amp;quot;Havin' My Baby&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Try this portion....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;BOTH: Havin' my baby &lt;br&gt;PAUL: You're a woman in love and I love what's goin' through ya &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PAUL: The need inside you, I see it showin' &lt;br&gt;Whoa, the seed inside ya, baby, do you feel it growin'?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Goin' through ya? &amp;nbsp;Feel it growin'? &amp;nbsp;The woman should have knocked him out, then covered him with pickles and strawberry ice cream. :)&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345220</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 07:17:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345220</guid><dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator><description>Ok, how could we go this long without mentioning the chorus from Deep Blue Something's &amp;quot;Breakfast at Tiffanys&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I said what about &amp;quot;Breakfast at Tiffany's?&lt;br&gt;She said, &amp;quot;I think I remember the film,&lt;br&gt;And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;And I said, &amp;quot;Well, that's the one thing we've got.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, there's an excellent reason not to break up with someone (because you think you both kinda liked a movie you think you remember??)...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345299</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 12:39:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345299</guid><dc:creator>Warthog Providence</dc:creator><description>No one mentioned Blue Swede's version of &amp;quot;Hooked on a Feeling&amp;quot;. Uooga shocka uooga uooga uooga shocka. Unbelievable.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345312</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 12:59:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345312</guid><dc:creator>C.M.R.</dc:creator><description>The worst lyrics come from those without experience in life or love or song writing. Men who are calling out like love birds to be heard and don't feel their own words ought to be caged up and never let out.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345345</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 13:28:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345345</guid><dc:creator>Bri, Washington DC</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Istanbul&amp;quot;, I think by They Might Be Giants (not positive), but I do remember the lyrics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Istanbul was Constantinople&lt;br&gt;Now it's Istanbul, now Constantinople,&lt;br&gt;Been a long time gone, Constantinople,&lt;br&gt;Why did Constantinople get the works?&lt;br&gt;That's nobody's business but the Turks.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like the song 'cause it's somewhat infectious, but you have to admit the words themselves are pretty ridiculous. &amp;nbsp;Another song from my childhood, Lock-It(I have NO idea who it's by), has some of the weirdest lines I've ever heard:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Don't hit me so hard, my feet hurt!&lt;br&gt;Don't hit me so hard, my toes hurt!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WTF? &amp;nbsp;And lets not forget those bastions of bad 90's dances, the Macarena and the Electric Slide; both have lyrics that can potentially make you cringe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But there's always hope, and you can find it in some of the oddest places. &amp;nbsp;Linkin Park's new album, Minutes to Midnight, has some of the best music I've ever heard from them (and considering there isn't a thing they've done that I haven't liked, that's saying something). &amp;nbsp;The three songs that immediately spring to mind are What I've Done, Leave Out All The Rest, and The Little Things Give You Away (written after the band visited New Orleans and witnessed firsthand the destruction brought on by Hurricane Katrina). &amp;nbsp;I also find the music of the new band Red to be remarkably compelling; Breathe Into Me and Break Me Down are my favorites, but I'd also have to say their song Already Over (parts one and two) is very moving. &amp;nbsp;So, no matter how silly or crazy music gets, I'm sure there will always be bands and artists out there who are trying to genuinely say something meaningful with their music.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345386</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 13:55:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345386</guid><dc:creator>Fred, Decatur,In.</dc:creator><description>how about almost anything by Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians,&amp;quot;What chu are or what&amp;quot;? </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345458</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 14:39:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345458</guid><dc:creator>Adam, Hartford, CT </dc:creator><description>Blinded By the Light was written by Springsteen (I prefer his version), and the song (among other things) has a lot of car references. &amp;nbsp;Deuce as in Deuce Coupe, Indian as in Indian Motorcycle, Diplomat, etc. &amp;nbsp;Make More sense now?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345470</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 14:46:22 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345470</guid><dc:creator>Steve Jones, Huntsville, Ala.</dc:creator><description>How about Van Halen's &amp;quot;Up for Breakfast&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;She put the cream in my coffee (first thing in the morning)&lt;br&gt;Put that butter on my biscuit (honey to my melons)&lt;br&gt;Cherries on bananas (gonna need a second helping)&lt;br&gt;You know I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not the Van Halen I remember!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345557</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 15:36:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345557</guid><dc:creator>KD, Tacoma,WA</dc:creator><description>This ever-changing world in which we live in...&lt;br&gt;somebody buy Paul a clue.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345756</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 16:55:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345756</guid><dc:creator>Nate, Alexandria, VA</dc:creator><description>Anything by Fergie is absolutely horrible.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#345875</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 17:38:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:345875</guid><dc:creator>Jason Morganton, NC</dc:creator><description>How about H to the IZZO V to the IZZ-A</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346041</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 18:31:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346041</guid><dc:creator>jammin ben so cal</dc:creator><description>if u read all of trick daddy's &amp;quot;sugar&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;theres no cursing or anything, but just a crapload of sexual innuendo. &amp;nbsp;i've heard this song a million times and i didnt realize how vulgur it was until i heard someone sing it kareoke. &amp;nbsp;quite funny.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346234</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 19:41:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346234</guid><dc:creator>me, NJ</dc:creator><description>TO TERRI WHITE RE: I AM ALREADY THERE,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lonestar explained that on one of the talk shows, it was written with a deployed soldier in mind, not some guy on a business trip.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346246</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 19:44:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346246</guid><dc:creator>jrzygrl, NJ</dc:creator><description>to Peter, Clifton NJ, ref: I love you more today....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The point they are trying to get across is that his love for her continues to grow more and more each day, so although he loved he yesterday, he loves her even more today and is going to love her even more than that tomorrow...and so on...&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346265</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 19:50:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346265</guid><dc:creator>Nicole, Arizona</dc:creator><description>Will it ever stop yo I don't know &lt;br&gt;Turn off the lights and I'll glow &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Vanilla Ice: &amp;nbsp;Ice Ice Baby&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346368</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 20:48:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346368</guid><dc:creator>Saltydawg, Chi-town USA</dc:creator><description>It's Pompatus of love. &amp;nbsp;You all are crazy. &amp;nbsp;We live in a time of an excess of music and musical creativity, and you all complain. &amp;nbsp;Would you rather listen to a friggin harpsichord all the time? &amp;nbsp;Ain't nunya got the creativity in ya whole body that any one of these artists has in their pinky finger. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346369</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 20:49:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346369</guid><dc:creator>Pam Upstate NY</dc:creator><description>Squeeze Box........&lt;br&gt;Mama's got a squeeze box she wears on her chest....&lt;br&gt;And when Daddy comes home he don't get no rest.....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346438</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 21:18:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346438</guid><dc:creator>Nancy W, Lubbock, Tx</dc:creator><description>25 or 6 to 4 is about what time it was..it was 25 or 26 minutes before 4am....at least that is what I understood it to mean when listening to the song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346453</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 21:24:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346453</guid><dc:creator>Mary, Iowa City, IA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;You're So Sweet, Horse Flies Keep Hangin' 'Round Your Face&amp;quot; from Neil Diamond's _Sweet Caroline_ album&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346496</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 21:41:32 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346496</guid><dc:creator>Biff  Lebanon, Ohio</dc:creator><description>The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,&lt;br&gt;And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Tales of Brave Ulysses by Cream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the tiny purple fishes aren't the only ones laughing.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346519</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 21:51:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346519</guid><dc:creator>CR, Springfield, IL</dc:creator><description>to Andy, La Plata, MD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Run for the Roses is using terms for horses. It makes sense if you know what it's talking about</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346529</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 21:55:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346529</guid><dc:creator>kathy,. colorado springs, co</dc:creator><description>the song that makes me scream and change the station(bestdes anything by toby keith) is &amp;nbsp;blinded by the ight by manfred manns earth band. you need to look it up to see just how really horrible this song is</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346697</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 23:43:33 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346697</guid><dc:creator>EB in CA</dc:creator><description>What about the queen of weird lyrics BLONDIE...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &amp;quot;One way or Another&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;Lead you to the supermarket checkout&lt;br&gt;Some specials and rat food, get lost in the crowd&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346707</link><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 23:55:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346707</guid><dc:creator>erin CA</dc:creator><description>oh- and who could forget that Dan Baird song from the 90's: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love you period &lt;br&gt;Do you love me question mark &lt;br&gt;Please, please exclamation point &lt;br&gt;I want to hold you in parentheses &lt;br&gt;I love you period &lt;br&gt;Do you love me question mark &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Soo Stupid.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346772</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 01:19:28 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346772</guid><dc:creator>PK</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme gimme gimme dat. Gimme dat ding, gimme dat gimme gimme dat. Gimme dat ding, gimme dat gimme gimme dat, gimme gimme gimme dat ding.&amp;quot; (1970, artist forgotten)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nuf said.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#346836</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 02:15:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:346836</guid><dc:creator>Brent White, Statesville, NC</dc:creator><description>Dumbest pop lyric is the one that sounds like this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm bakin' and shakin'....get some of that goooooooooo in that booty&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE HELL???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I already hate hip-hop and this )*)( comes on the radio.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347189</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 08:49:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347189</guid><dc:creator>Molten, San Diego,CA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I'ma swallow the wine&lt;br&gt;I'ma choke on the rind&lt;br&gt;but the lack there of will leave me empty inside.&lt;br&gt;I'ma swallow my doubt&lt;br&gt;Turn inside out&lt;br&gt;Find nothing but faith in nothing...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(not done! this gets better!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I wanna put my tender heart in a blender&lt;br&gt;Spin it around to a beautiful oblivion&lt;br&gt;Rendezvous and then I'm through with you...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PHEW!!! Trivial mouthful</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347337</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 13:48:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347337</guid><dc:creator>Leslie S., Pottstown, PA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Muskrat Susie, Muskrat Sam &lt;br&gt;Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land &lt;br&gt;And they shimmy &lt;br&gt;And Sammy's so skinny &amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &amp;quot;Muskrat Love.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;There are no song lyrics worse than these. &amp;nbsp;Just typing them for you was painful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347429</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:49:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347429</guid><dc:creator>noleen, Canada</dc:creator><description>How about &amp;quot;Turning Japanese&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot; I want a doctor to take you picture so I can look at you from inside as well&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Priceless!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347695</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 17:18:26 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347695</guid><dc:creator>PJ - Buffalo, NY</dc:creator><description>I've always had a problem with The Postal Service line: &amp;quot;Like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter...of a tied game rivalry...&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;from the song Nothing Better. &amp;nbsp;I'm a big hockey fan and I like soccer...but while both have goalies, neither has quarters. &amp;nbsp;Period might have been better.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347731</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 17:35:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347731</guid><dc:creator>Kathleen, Long Island NY</dc:creator><description>How about the song &amp;quot;Blinded by the Light&amp;quot; (Can't remember the band/artist)&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Blinded by the light&lt;br&gt;Racked up like a douche in the middle of the night&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347807</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 18:16:37 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347807</guid><dc:creator>Jen, Maryland</dc:creator><description>Elton John's &amp;quot;Levon&amp;quot;...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347894</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 19:11:58 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347894</guid><dc:creator>Des, Fall River, MA</dc:creator><description>Umm, how about &amp;quot;My lipgloss is poppin', my lipgloss is cool?&amp;quot; I can't stand that song. &lt;br&gt;Also, I can't stand most fergie lyrics, but &amp;quot;I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket?&amp;quot;... I hate a lot of song , but end up singing them anyway. I won't with this one. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#347945</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 19:44:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:347945</guid><dc:creator>M, Paris, France</dc:creator><description>Red Hot Chilli Peppers: Hey oh, listen what I say oh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They actually REMOVED the &amp;quot;to&amp;quot; that belongs before &amp;quot;what&amp;quot; in order to MAKE SPACE for the &amp;quot;oh&amp;quot;. Listen what I say oh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ouch.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348045</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 20:33:15 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348045</guid><dc:creator>Tameka, Los Angeles, CA</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;A bay bay&amp;quot; along with many other rap songs have horrible lyrics that constantly repeat the same thing over and over and over and over...We tried to count how many times &amp;quot;a bay bay&amp;quot; was said and we lost count after 80. The beat is ok, but come on ,can't you guys think of any other words that make sense and that you don't have to continually say over and over? Whoever's paying these writers are getting screwed!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348065</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 20:42:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348065</guid><dc:creator>miriam mccarns, richmond, va</dc:creator><description>Tightrope from Stevie Ray Vaughan always threw me with the lyric, &amp;quot;looking back in front of me&amp;quot;...love the song though and all his music.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348109</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 21:05:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348109</guid><dc:creator>jenn, nj</dc:creator><description>My Humps might have won this time for worst lyrics but if you had to nominate a singer who is known for having the worst lyrics noted in their songs, id have to nominate Fergy. &amp;nbsp;horrible, horrible songs. &amp;nbsp;Fergalicious? Spelling bees in every song? Common now....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348245</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 22:56:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348245</guid><dc:creator>DJ, Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>I think Safety Dance by Men Without Hats is one of the worst.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348434</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 02:28:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348434</guid><dc:creator>A. Williams, Denver, CO</dc:creator><description>Nothing you can do that can't be done.... Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.... It's easy.... (All the while, the background singing sounds like &amp;quot;blah, blah, blah&amp;quot;!) Dumbest lyrics in the world. You've gotta love John Lennon, but not with THAT inane song.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348446</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 02:46:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348446</guid><dc:creator>esskay, White Lake, MI</dc:creator><description>There are so many posts here, so many, many bad lyrics, how about these from Jimmy Buffett:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;So, barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew. &amp;nbsp;Honey, why don't we get drunk and sc**w.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;He didn't even have the guts to take credit for that song, it is listed as written by &amp;quot;Marvin Gardens&amp;quot;, off the album, &amp;quot;A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Sheesh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I do believe John Denver's entire catalog should be under the bad lyrics section, but let's start with &amp;quot;Saturday Night in Toledo, Ohio--I spent a week there one day&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Harry--Harry Chapin. &amp;nbsp;Every time we take I-80 through Pennsylvania, and get near Scranton, there's &amp;quot;30,000 Pounds of mashed bananas--mashed BANANAS--BANANAS&amp;quot; that pops up. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna go play some Ventures--Instrumentals, NO LYRICS! </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348450</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 02:53:19 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348450</guid><dc:creator>Laurah in NY</dc:creator><description>Teen Angel is the song where the girl dies because &amp;quot;she went running back&amp;quot; to the car to get her boyfriend's ring. &amp;nbsp;While I was looking for it I found this awesome site:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.nyx.net/~anon52ea/DeadTeenSongs.html"&gt;http://www.nyx.net/~anon52ea/DeadTeenSongs.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348451</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 02:53:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348451</guid><dc:creator>Laurah in NY</dc:creator><description>Teen Angel is the song where the girl dies because &amp;quot;she went running back&amp;quot; to the car to get her boyfriend's ring. &amp;nbsp;While I was looking for it I found this awesome site:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.nyx.net/~anon52ea/DeadTeenSongs.html"&gt;http://www.nyx.net/~anon52ea/DeadTeenSongs.html&lt;/a&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348482</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 03:44:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348482</guid><dc:creator>DJH, Winsted CT</dc:creator><description>Holy cow, what a subject! The inspidity of lyrics these days is mind-boggling. There's a song about &amp;quot;Virginia&amp;quot; in which we hear the same word rhyming with itself, not once but several times -- &amp;quot;Well she wants to live her life/And she thinks about her life&amp;quot;; also, &amp;quot;queen&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;president&amp;quot; rhyme with themselves. Doesn't anyone realize that a word cannot rhyme with itself?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The same band has another song about &amp;quot;drops of Jupiter&amp;quot; which is complete gibberish. Not a word of it means anything. There's another song called &amp;quot;Thank U&amp;quot; (thanks for the rebus instead of a title!) which talks about, among other things, &amp;quot;transparent dangling carrots.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Speaking of rebuses, those are common. 4 instead of &amp;quot;for,&amp;quot; 2 instead of &amp;quot;to&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;two,&amp;quot; U instead of &amp;quot;you,&amp;quot; etc. I don't know about anyone else but I outgrew that junk in 1st grade. If people have to use rebuses in order to get attention to their music, you know it can't be very good.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348501</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 04:32:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348501</guid><dc:creator>Tara, Chicago</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;You're so tasty, tasty like pastry.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lyrics from a song by SWV&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not all lyrics have to rhyme.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348688</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 12:48:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348688</guid><dc:creator>Joe Doe, Philadelphia, Pa</dc:creator><description>Who can ever forget Sheena Easton's &amp;quot;sugar walls&amp;quot;, the most ridiculous, disgusting and inane description of female anatomy of all time.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348776</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 13:22:46 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348776</guid><dc:creator>Scarborough,Drexel Hill, PA</dc:creator><description>How about this throwback to the eighties:&amp;quot;Ideas for walls&amp;quot; by men without hats.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Is anybody confused, &lt;br&gt;I'm making no sense at all&lt;br&gt;you want a room with a view &lt;br&gt;you need Ideas for walls&lt;br&gt;Chorus : Ideas for waaa-aaa-aaaa-aaa-aaaaals.&lt;br&gt;These guys need Ideas for songs and leave the damn walls alone.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348890</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 13:58:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348890</guid><dc:creator>Lynne, Indianapolis</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Why do birds suddenly appear...&lt;br&gt;Every time you are near?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;From the Carpenters &amp;quot;close to you&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does the guy smell like suet or something?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#348987</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 14:29:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:348987</guid><dc:creator>Becky G, Argos, IN</dc:creator><description>How about Tom T Hall's &amp;quot;I Like Beer&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like beer, it makes me a jolly good fellow.&lt;br&gt;I like beer, it helps me unwind and sometimes it makes&lt;br&gt;me feel mellow.&lt;br&gt;Makes me feel mmeellooowww. &amp;nbsp;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349030</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 14:38:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349030</guid><dc:creator>Alex</dc:creator><description>I think the worst lyrics in the world are done by a little group I saw as an opening act once. &amp;nbsp;They were called the Republic of Safety, and I nearly died laughing while listening to them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The Roaches will not survive!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;My body is my soul,&lt;br&gt;And my body is a truck,&lt;br&gt;My body is my soul,&lt;br&gt;And I like to f...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll leave the rest of that to your imagination. &amp;nbsp;And I'm impressed no one mentioned Aqua. &amp;nbsp;Barbie Girl is pretty bad, though I always liked the ones from their song &amp;quot;Roses are Red&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The only thing you said was&lt;br&gt;Dum dee dadada, dum dee dadada, dum dee dada&lt;br&gt;And roses are red.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349042</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 14:41:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349042</guid><dc:creator>Al, Indiana</dc:creator><description>Any and EVERYTHING from NWA and eazy E... ugh. &amp;nbsp;I cannot believe anyone listened to that garbage. &amp;nbsp;They tell folks everything they need to know about them when in their lyrics they say &amp;quot;do I look like a role model?&amp;quot;. </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349298</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 15:25:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349298</guid><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><description>One song that I seriously avoid is KC and JoJo's &amp;quot;All my life&amp;quot; where it breaks out into &amp;quot;Close to me you're like my mother/Close to me you're like my father/Close to me you're like my sister/Close to me you're like my brother&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;Who in the world thought that would ever be so popular?? &amp;nbsp;I am sure glad that craze is over!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349618</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 16:30:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349618</guid><dc:creator>George, Steamboat Springs, Colorado</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Bye bye Miss American pie...&amp;quot; An insipid melody festooned with incomprehensible lyrics sanctified by incessant radioplay.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349667</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 16:39:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349667</guid><dc:creator>Tracie, Davis, CA</dc:creator><description>The last verse of Ambrosia's song &amp;quot;How Much I Feel&amp;quot; always makes my husband and me want to vomit:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Hows your life been goin on&lt;br&gt;I've got a wife now&lt;br&gt;Years weve been goin' strong&lt;br&gt;There's just something that Ive got to say&lt;br&gt;Sometimes when we make love&lt;br&gt;I still can see your face&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So horrible!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, the Bee Gees:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Love you inside and out&lt;br&gt;Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Could that be any stupider?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I detest the Shania Twain song about how she feels like a woman:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady&lt;br&gt;Men's shirts-short skirts&lt;br&gt;Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style&lt;br&gt;Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction&lt;br&gt;Color my hair-do what I dare&lt;br&gt;Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel&lt;br&gt;Man! I feel like a woman!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks for setting women back about 50 years there, Shania.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349698</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 16:42:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349698</guid><dc:creator>miss-me,helper UT</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;whats new pussy cat...whoa ah whoa.... &amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;:| um.. this gets stuck in my head all the time and it doesn't help that my brother sneaks it on to my mp3 player or in to my car.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#349771</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 16:55:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:349771</guid><dc:creator>Dinana</dc:creator><description>How about this from the musical genius of Paul Simon:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Slow down, you move too fast,&lt;br&gt;Got to make the morning last just&lt;br&gt;slipping down the cobblestones,&lt;br&gt;looking for fun and feeling groovy!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350050</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 17:42:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350050</guid><dc:creator>Larry, Washington State (not DC)</dc:creator><description>Thankfully, I've only heard 6 of those 20 songs on his list. &amp;nbsp;But I love 3 of those. &amp;nbsp;But the worst lyrics ever come from Hair of the Dog. &amp;nbsp;Five words repeated again, and again, and again, and again...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350336</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 18:30:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350336</guid><dc:creator>Derbyfan</dc:creator><description>TO ALL...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Run for the Roses was done at the request of the organizers for the Kentucky Derby...the whole entire song is about the foal and his training to &amp;quot;run for the roses&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;When a horse wins the Kentucky Derby he is draped in a blanket of roses..&lt;br&gt;Its a beautiful song if you know what you are talking about...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350497</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 19:00:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350497</guid><dc:creator>Jan LaRoche, East Moline, IL</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Throw your clothes on the floor&lt;br&gt;I'm gonna take my clothes off, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boys II Men: &amp;quot;I'll Make Love to You.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is that really all it takes to get a girl into bed?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350564</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 19:14:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350564</guid><dc:creator>Jan LaRoche, East Moline, IL</dc:creator><description>Pretty much the entire song &amp;quot;Why Can't We Be Friends?&amp;quot; by War. Aside from repeating the line &amp;quot;Why can't we be friends about 873 times, it also includes such choice lines as &amp;quot;I seen you 'round for a long long time / I really 'membered you when you drink my wine&amp;quot; (Can we say matching tense?) and &amp;quot;Sometimes I don't speak too bright / but yet I know what I'm talking about&amp;quot; (I'm glad someone knows!)&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350582</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 19:16:56 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350582</guid><dc:creator>esskay</dc:creator><description>Mock--yeah; King--yeah; Bird--yeah; Yeah--no.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350690</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 19:38:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350690</guid><dc:creator>Dave, Montana</dc:creator><description>Alice Cooper's Schools out for Summer&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Well we got no class&lt;br&gt;And we got no principles&lt;br&gt;And we got no innocence&lt;br&gt;We can't even think of a word that rhymes&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Very nice.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#350753</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 19:53:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:350753</guid><dc:creator>e.</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;NO RELIGION TOO&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;ha ha hahahahah hahahahahahahahahah dumbest lyric ever.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#351067</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 20:58:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:351067</guid><dc:creator>LeapDayBaby, Rhode Island</dc:creator><description>More awfulness from Dan Fogelberg, this time from &amp;quot;Same Old Lang Syne&amp;quot;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;We bought a six-pack at the liquor store, and we drank it in her car.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yep, that sums up everyone's ideal Christmas Eve - meet your old flame at the Shop N Save, and get drunk in her car. &amp;nbsp;Lots of holiday spirit there (pardon the pun)!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#351429</link><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 22:57:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:351429</guid><dc:creator>esskay, White Lake, MI</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Well, there was ham, there was turkey, there was cav-aye-arrr, there were long tall glasses with wine up to yarrr&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Leo Sayer--you know you can't dance, you really can't dance...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#351722</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 01:33:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:351722</guid><dc:creator>Andrea F, Birmingham, AL </dc:creator><description>All I want to do is make love to you by heart is one of the worst songs EVER. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;A lady sleeps with a random stranger so she can get pregnant......&lt;br&gt;The line &amp;quot;We walked in the garden, we planted a tree&amp;quot; makes me cringe. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Apparently that means she got pregnant. &amp;nbsp;Horrible </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352033</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 08:16:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352033</guid><dc:creator>Vince D, Aliso Viejo, Ca</dc:creator><description>What about &amp;quot;Shiny Happy People&amp;quot; by REM? Shiny? Are they bald?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The &amp;quot;MMM MMM&amp;quot; song by Crash Test Dummies. Set up a scene then leave it unresolved with some &amp;quot;mmm mmm&amp;quot;s.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Rapture&amp;quot; by Blondie. &amp;quot;The man from Mars is through with bars and now he only eats guitars.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352223</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:33:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352223</guid><dc:creator>Hans Klaas</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;My Baby Baby balla balla&amp;quot;...has to be the all time winner.. out of the sixties&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It does not get any dumber than this</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352286</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 17:01:13 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352286</guid><dc:creator>dawn, bayfield, wi</dc:creator><description>I was recently in our small town grocery store. Depending who is working they are either playing decent rock/current hits or country western. When they're playing country western I feel like I want to scream! I wish I could remember a specific song/lyric (actually thankfully I cannot!) but those songs are damn stupid!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352297</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 17:16:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352297</guid><dc:creator>Linda, Pittsburgh, PA</dc:creator><description>Who could forget that brief period in 1997? or thereabouts when &amp;quot;Cows with Guns&amp;quot; was on the radio every 5 minutes? &amp;nbsp;Now *that* song was messed up.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352395</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 19:12:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352395</guid><dc:creator>Kellie, Greensburg, PA</dc:creator><description>Nelly's Shake Your Tailfeathers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey girl&lt;br&gt;What your name is?&lt;br&gt;Where you from?&lt;br&gt;Turn around who you came with?&lt;br&gt;Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?&lt;br&gt;I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352496</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 21:43:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352496</guid><dc:creator>C, Fraser, CO</dc:creator><description>Ok, not to beat a dead horse...or maybe :) America's &amp;quot;Horse with no name.&amp;quot; Hands down worse song ever written, sung, produced. To quote Dave Barry &amp;quot;You're in the desert, you have nothing to do, name the horse already!&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352810</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 14:32:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352810</guid><dc:creator>Andrew, Minneapolis, Minnesota</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;I remember. We were flying low and hit something in the air.&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;D.O.A.&amp;quot; by Bloodrock. My mom heard that non-gem from the early 70's and asked, &amp;quot;Why would anyone write a song about a plane crash?&amp;quot;, Then, I played her &amp;quot;Timothy&amp;quot; by The Buoys. She said, &amp;quot;Well, cannibalism definitely beats out crashes.&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352836</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 15:40:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352836</guid><dc:creator>Steve  Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>Hands down - Zager and Evans &amp;quot;In The Year 2525&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;The whole song is crap, but the worst offenders are:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;But through eternal night.&lt;br&gt;The twinkling of starlight.&lt;br&gt;So very far away.&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's only yesterday.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No further comment seems to be necessary.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352974</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 21:11:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352974</guid><dc:creator>Krista </dc:creator><description>Please - anything by Ray Davies! I heard a DJ proclaim that he is one of the best songwriters of our age. Oh yeah - 'I'm An Apeman' and 'Lola'. I rest my case!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352990</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 21:54:23 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352990</guid><dc:creator>Dawn, Denver, CO</dc:creator><description>I've browsed a couple of pages and haven't seen this one yet: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Hot sweet cherries on the vine.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;This gem is from Sammy Hagar's &amp;quot;Your Love is Driving Me Crazy.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Didn't know George Washington supposedly cut down a cherry vine.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#352991</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 21:58:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:352991</guid><dc:creator>Dawn, Denver, CO</dc:creator><description> . . .And Mannfred Mann's song says &amp;quot;revved up like a deuce&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;as in deuce coup.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#353046</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 00:37:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:353046</guid><dc:creator>Karen C. Hampton, VA</dc:creator><description>can't remember who sings it just know i hate it! Here's a lyric&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;let me see your grill..&lt;br&gt;what?&lt;br&gt;your grill..&lt;br&gt;ya ya your grill&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;dear lord can it get any worse!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#353108</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 03:44:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:353108</guid><dc:creator>NYCGirl</dc:creator><description>V. Petrazio-- I was JUST about to mention 'Tonight's the Night' in the 'Ickiest Lyrics' category.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#353119</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 04:07:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:353119</guid><dc:creator>Anna K., SLO, Calif</dc:creator><description>LFO's &amp;quot;Summer Girls&amp;quot; wins some prize, some where for funkiest lyrics: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Bugaloo shrimp and pogo sticks&lt;br&gt;My mind takes me back there oh so quick&lt;br&gt;Let you off the hook like my man Mr. Limpet&lt;br&gt;Think about that summer and I bug,cause I miss it&lt;br&gt;Like the color purple,macaroni and cheese,&lt;br&gt;Ruby red slippers and a bunch of trees&lt;br&gt;Call you up but whats the use&lt;br&gt;I like Kevin Bacon,but I hate Footloose&lt;br&gt;Came in the door I said it before,I think I'm over you&lt;br&gt;but I'm really not sure&lt;br&gt;When I met you I said my name was Rich&lt;br&gt;You look like a girl from Abercrombie and Fitch&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Um....word?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#353177</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 08:30:54 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:353177</guid><dc:creator>Lisa, San Antonio, TX</dc:creator><description>Ye Gads, so many bad lyrics to choose from!&lt;br&gt;Not yet mentioned:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Baby I'm A Want You&amp;quot; by Bread.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or how about &amp;quot;I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you were here&amp;quot; by Billy Ray Cyrus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think Britney Spears singing &amp;quot;Hit me Baby, one more time&amp;quot; definitely deserves to be in the top 5.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bryan Adams singing &amp;quot;I want to be your underwear&amp;quot; just grosses me out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Any of those skeezy, stalker or pervie pedophile sounding songs like &amp;quot;Hey little girl, is your daddy home?&amp;quot;, All the Gary Puckett &amp;amp; the Union Gap songs &amp;quot;young girl&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Lady willpower&amp;quot;, or even &amp;quot;Vehicle&amp;quot; (I can't recall the band that did that one).&lt;br&gt;And I heard the new Kid Rock single on the radio the other day, there's a new jewel to add to the pile&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I don't want to be your friend,&lt;br&gt;I just want to f*&amp;amp;^ you like I'll never see you again&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Charming, that's all I can say about that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#353618</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 16:37:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:353618</guid><dc:creator>andrea, cincinnati, oh</dc:creator><description>rhianna &amp;quot;umbrelleellaella &amp;nbsp;ehh ehh&amp;quot; (won best video?) black eyed peas &amp;quot;my humps&amp;quot; sucha disrespectful song i am bewildered that any woman would sing sing it</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#353936</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:14:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:353936</guid><dc:creator>Kathy, St. Pete Florida</dc:creator><description>The worst lyrics and song by far is &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;once bitten twice shy&amp;quot; by Great White</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#354189</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 21:10:57 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:354189</guid><dc:creator>Bill Dauphin</dc:creator><description>I’ve now at least scanned 500+ comments, and I’ve come up with a couple observations:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. It’s absolutely pointless to say that rock and roll (by which I mean everything from folk rock to gangsta’ rap) is vulgar, nonsensical, and ungrammatical: It’s *ROCK AND ROLL*; it’s *supposed to be* vulgar, nonsensical, and ungrammatical. Especially ungrammatical.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Before you nominate a line for Worst. Lyrics. Evar… you ought to know what the lyrics actually are (e.g., it’s “*Blew out* my flip-flops,” not “*Put on* my flip-flops,” which makes the next line – “Stepped on a pop-top” actually make sense… as long as you can remember the days when soda cans had detachable pop-tops.).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Think of those nonsense syllables as *notes* rather than words; otherwise, you have to put all the great songs that have fa-la-lahs and doo-wah-diddys on the “worst ever” list, along with every jazz song that includes scat-singing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Just because a poetic phrase, metaphor, or literary allusion doesn’t make sense *to you* doesn’t mean it doesn’t make sense.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. People who think “My Humps” is the apogee of vulgarity need to check out their teenagers’ iPods: Trust me, there’s stuff on there that makes “My Humps” seem *cute* by comparison.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Notwithstanding all these quibbles, “Honey” really is the most execrable string of words every created in the English language. 8^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, BTW: &amp;quot;Maggie May&amp;quot; is one of the greatest songs ever written, and complete redeems Rod Stewart for his many other sins.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#354493</link><pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 00:51:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:354493</guid><dc:creator>john doe, seattle, wash</dc:creator><description>Great song with an awesome bass part by Yes and Chris Squire, but what's with the lyrics??! A sample:&lt;br&gt;Mountains come out of the sky and they&lt;br&gt;STAND THERE!!!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#354628</link><pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 03:11:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:354628</guid><dc:creator>anna, pittsburgh, pa</dc:creator><description>POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME.......plus every line in that song - all, totally stupid and strange!</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#355324</link><pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 17:04:17 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:355324</guid><dc:creator>Nicole, Alexandria, Virginia</dc:creator><description>Oh, man, this stuff is absolutely great! &amp;nbsp;I just wanted to throw in my two cents:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you like (or more appropriately, hate) many of the 60s and 70s songs mentioned here, definitely read Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs. &amp;nbsp;I'm a little too young to actually appreciate how truly awful songs like &amp;quot;Honey&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;MacArthur Park&amp;quot; must have been with such insipid lyrics and getting such heavy play time, but I still think the book is hysterical. &amp;nbsp;If you can read this book and NOT laugh, you may in fact be technically deceased. &amp;nbsp;And Dave, if you ever read this, do another survey. &amp;nbsp;Actually, come out of retirement.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The line is: I smell sex and candy here (followed by - Who's that lounging in my chair?) from Marcy Playground's &amp;quot;Sex and Candy&amp;quot; (I own this CD).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lyrics to Eve 6's &amp;quot;Inside Out&amp;quot; go:&lt;br&gt;I would swallow my pride/I would choke on the rind/But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside/I would swallow my doubt/Turn it inside out/Find nothing but faith in nothing/I wanna put my tender heart in a blender/Watch it spin 'round to a beautiful oblivion/Rendevous now I'm through with you (I originally retrieved this one back when Napster was free and song swapping was all the rage).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seriously, if you are going to bitch about the lyrics, at least get them right.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#356177</link><pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 22:27:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:356177</guid><dc:creator>Dunc, Thousand Oaks, CA</dc:creator><description>What about this little gem from 'Double Dutch Bus'?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bilzarbra, Mitzery, Milzetty, Kilsan&lt;br&gt;Titzommy, Kitzerrance, Kilzommy that's my man</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#357519</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 17:45:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:357519</guid><dc:creator>Steve Jones, Huntsville AL</dc:creator><description>I am a huge fan of Kurt Cobain but what the heck does he mean?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With the lights out its less dangerous&lt;br&gt;Here we are now&lt;br&gt;Entertain us&lt;br&gt;I feel stupid and contagious&lt;br&gt;Here we are now&lt;br&gt;Entertain us&lt;br&gt;(OK, Kurt, I'm with you so far)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A mulatto&lt;br&gt;An albino&lt;br&gt;A mosquito&lt;br&gt;My libido&lt;br&gt;Yea&lt;br&gt;(ok, yea you lost me)</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#358237</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 21:36:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:358237</guid><dc:creator>CH, Richmond, VA</dc:creator><description>Tim McGraw and Faith Hill's newest hit..&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I Need You&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...&amp;quot;I need you... like a needle needs a vein.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ugh.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#358286</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 21:55:20 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:358286</guid><dc:creator>Kari, Madison, WI</dc:creator><description>Timbaland's &amp;quot;The Way I Are&amp;quot; should be enough said...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But if it isn't, how about these lyrics:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Baby if you strip, you can get a tip&lt;br&gt;‘Cause I like you just the way you are&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I’m about to strip and I’m well equipped&lt;br&gt;Can you handle me the way I are?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The _WAY I ARE_???!! &amp;nbsp;Are you kidding me?&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#358908</link><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 03:52:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:358908</guid><dc:creator>Miasma</dc:creator><description>Okay, so maybe the fact that I was an English major influenced my abhorrence of Neil Diamond's &amp;quot;Play Me&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Songs she sang to me/Songs she BRANG to me&amp;quot;??!!&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;How in the heck did that song get by the PRODUCER and then become a big hit for Mr. Diamond?&lt;br&gt;Every time I hear that phrase, I feel like screaming.&lt;br&gt;Arrgghhhhhh!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#360378</link><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 19:28:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:360378</guid><dc:creator>Tony, Richmond, Indiana</dc:creator><description>Love McCartney, but in &amp;quot;Live and Let Die&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;-- &amp;quot;this ever changing world in which we live in..&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;argghhhh &amp;nbsp; couldn't it be &amp;quot;in which we're livin'?&amp;quot; so it made sense?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#360893</link><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 22:02:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:360893</guid><dc:creator>Rick, Albuquerque, NM</dc:creator><description>Great subject! &amp;nbsp;The Beatles...I am the Walrus ...Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dogs eye..</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363374</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 01:53:43 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363374</guid><dc:creator>Melissa, St. Louis, MO</dc:creator><description>To Tameka in L.A., I hate the &amp;quot;bay bay&amp;quot; song also but it is actually &amp;quot;hey, Bebe&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;He's talking to his DJ. &amp;nbsp;I have been calling &amp;quot;Lip Gloss&amp;quot; the dumbest song ever since the first time I heard it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My lip gloss is poppin'&lt;br&gt;My lip gloss is cool&lt;br&gt;All the boys be jockin' &lt;br&gt;They chase me after school&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EEEK!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brad Paisley's &amp;quot;Ticks&amp;quot; is cringe worthy in a funny way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight&lt;br&gt;I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks&lt;br&gt;I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers&lt;br&gt;And I'd like to check you for ticks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He's got your back and your front. &amp;nbsp;Yuck!&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363380</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 01:59:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363380</guid><dc:creator>Lisa, Asheville,NC</dc:creator><description>Someone else has already mentioned a simon and garfunkal song,,but what is up with &amp;quot;Ceclia?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;making Love in the afternoon&lt;br&gt;To Ceclia up in my bedroom&lt;br&gt;I got up to wash my face&lt;br&gt;When I went back to bed&lt;br&gt;Someone's taken my place...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Either that man was taking a long long time to wash his face or Ceclia is kinda loose...&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363578</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 13:27:44 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363578</guid><dc:creator>Brenda, Appleton City, MO</dc:creator><description>I'm with BV about the stalker songs. Here are the top three worst stalker songs: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;#3: &amp;nbsp;Sting Feat. The Police, “I’ll Be Watching You”&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Every move you make&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Every step you take&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Ill be watching you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;#2: &amp;nbsp;Alan Parsons Project, “Eye in the Sky”&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;I am the eye in the sky&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Looking at you&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;I can read your mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;#1: &amp;nbsp;Clay Aiken, “Invisible”&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;If I was invisible&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Then I could just watch you in your room&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;If I was invincible&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;I'd make you mine tonight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and then “Invisible” gets even more lame: &lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;If hearts were unbreakable&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;Then I can just tell you where I stand&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;I would be the smartest man&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;If I was invisible&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;(Wait..I already am)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You already are? So, no problem, right? &lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363716</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 16:48:38 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363716</guid><dc:creator>Era, New Brunswick, NJ</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;i possess a power of survival in the cold&amp;quot; -Kamelot&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;da da da&amp;quot; i have no idea who wrote this song... sometime in the 90's.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363772</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 18:10:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363772</guid><dc:creator>Dana, St. Paul, MN</dc:creator><description>How about Nickelback? &amp;nbsp;Man, their song about wanting to be a rock star is probably the worst I've heard in awhile.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363774</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 18:17:41 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363774</guid><dc:creator>STL, Cincinnati, OH</dc:creator><description>Does anyone remember a stupid little song from the late 70's or early 80's-I don't know the artist or the her name but it is THE STUPIDEST SONG EVER!! &amp;nbsp;Goes soething like&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; I went to my apartment on Sunday at one&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; Singing Hey La Di Dadi Shiki Bum Shiki Bum&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; Tuesday at three I called the phone company&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The telephone man shows up and she says something like&amp;quot;get it anyway you can&amp;quot; Her grating voice is seered into my brain. &amp;nbsp;Can't believe I am the only person scarred from hearing it.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363836</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 20:22:51 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363836</guid><dc:creator>Eileen Fennell  Newport News VA</dc:creator><description>GOT TO AGREE with Mr. Steve Clayton...One day &amp;nbsp;my son heard a song and told me it was THE worst song he EVER heard. &amp;nbsp;I replied &amp;quot;Oh no, there is ANOTHER, much much worse. &amp;nbsp;The VERY next day, we were in Kohl's and low and behold Someone's knocking at the door...from Wings started to play. &amp;nbsp;I told him &amp;quot;THIS is THE WORST SONG you will ever hear&amp;quot;. &amp;nbsp;After listening he started laughing so hard, he couldn't breathe. &amp;nbsp;When he composed himself he asked if EVERYONE in the 70's was on drugs.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363866</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 21:32:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363866</guid><dc:creator>Cecilia, Alexandria</dc:creator><description>I'm not even sure who sings it, but there is a country song that goes:&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;she's been to L.A., she's been to New York city, that woman's been around the world&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...because if you've been across the US you're a world traveler</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363872</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 21:58:29 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363872</guid><dc:creator>Rob C, Cody, Wyo</dc:creator><description>Can't forget about these enlightening words by Dr. Dre:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in&lt;br&gt;But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin'&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363898</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 23:32:36 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363898</guid><dc:creator>Jane Doe, Midwest, MI</dc:creator><description>Worst lyrics:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart's loving tribute: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;All I wanna do is make love to you&amp;quot; (too long to quote in their entirety), in which her intent all along was to use a one-night encounter to become pregnant, because &amp;nbsp;the man she really loves is not able to give her children.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kid Rock/Sheryl Crow Duet: &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Picture&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;I ain't heard from you in three damn nights. &amp;nbsp;I put your picture away - I wonder where you been. &amp;nbsp;I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Three days and they're in bed with other people? &amp;nbsp;Euw.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363906</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 23:49:42 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363906</guid><dc:creator>Peter North, Vancouver, Canada</dc:creator><description>'Brass in Pocket' by The Pretenders always makes me change stations: &amp;quot;I'm special, so special, and I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me&amp;quot;. Blech!! </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363937</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 01:24:47 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363937</guid><dc:creator>Sonia R, State College, PA</dc:creator><description>Ladies and gentlemen, I give you &amp;quot;Cornflake Girl&amp;quot; by Tori Amos &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Cornflake Girl&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never was a cornflake girl&lt;br&gt;Thought that was a good solution&lt;br&gt;Hanging with the raisin girls&lt;br&gt;She's gone to the other side&lt;br&gt;Givin us a yo heave ho&lt;br&gt;Things are getting kind of gross&lt;br&gt;And I go at sleepy time&lt;br&gt;This is not really happening&lt;br&gt;You bet your life it is&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peel out the watchword&lt;br&gt;Just peel out the watchword&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She knows what's goin on&lt;br&gt;Seems we got a cheaper feel now&lt;br&gt;All the sweetcaze are gone&lt;br&gt;Gone to the other side&lt;br&gt;With my encyclopedia&lt;br&gt;They musta paid her a nice price&lt;br&gt;She's putting on her string bean love&lt;br&gt;This is not really happening&lt;br&gt;You bet your life it is&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peal our the watchword&lt;br&gt;Just peel out the watchword&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Never was a cornflake girl&lt;br&gt;Thought that was a good solution&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl&lt;br&gt;And the man with the golden gun thinks he knows so much&lt;br&gt;Thinks he knows so much&lt;br&gt;Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Makes me want to stop working for a living and go into the songwriting business....</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#363946</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 02:12:11 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:363946</guid><dc:creator>Jennifer, Indianapolis</dc:creator><description>From ZZTop...&amp;quot;Last night I saw a naked cowgirl, she was floating 'cross the ceiling.&amp;quot; If she's naked... how do we know she's a cowgirl? </description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#364021</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 07:29:52 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:364021</guid><dc:creator>Seddie Derning, Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>Grammar issues---&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;In this ever changing world in which we live in...Live and let Die&amp;quot; that last &amp;quot;in&amp;quot; does the song in. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, this just opens the door to James Bond theme lyrics....&amp;quot;He strikes like Thunderballllllllllllll&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;Tom Jones belting out THNDERBAAAAAAALLL is really hilarious.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#364022</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 07:33:18 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:364022</guid><dc:creator>Joyce</dc:creator><description> McArthur Park. Of all the bad songs ever written, ever, this is by far,without question the WORST! Makes me want to puke every time I hear it! I defy anyone to come up with a plausible explaination for it. Written by the devil and recorded in hell.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#364026</link><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 08:41:08 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:364026</guid><dc:creator>John, Lubbock, Texas</dc:creator><description>Dio=Metal god&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Ride the tiger, you can see his stripes but you know he's clean, oh don't you see what I mean?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No, Ron, enlighten us.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#364420</link><pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 09:34:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:364420</guid><dc:creator>Annie, St. Augustine, FL</dc:creator><description>Oh the pain ... of searching for a rhyme when you're stoned.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Life is funny, skies are sunny&lt;br&gt;Bees make honey, who needs money, ...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;from &amp;quot;I'd Love to Change the World&amp;quot; by Ten Years After&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bees make honey? Thanks for the hot tip.&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#364423</link><pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 10:13:04 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:364423</guid><dc:creator>Justin BAFB LA</dc:creator><description>How about Chuck Berry's songs, &amp;quot;Once I was swimming across turtle creek, man them snappers all around my feet. Sure was hard swing across that thing, with both hands holding my DING A LING A LING!!!&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#365358</link><pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 21:53:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:365358</guid><dc:creator>Celeste Osborne</dc:creator><description> I hate T-Pain period.&lt;br&gt; But with lyrics like&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;She made us drinks to drink-we drunk 'em...got drunk&amp;quot; in his 2007 &amp;quot;hit&amp;quot; BARTENDER&lt;br&gt;How can anyone deny this man multiple Grammy's??</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#365728</link><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 09:02:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:365728</guid><dc:creator>Mya, Auckland, New Zealand</dc:creator><description>Okay I absolutely adore Prince but Diamonds &amp;amp; Pearls..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;If I gave you Diamonds &amp;amp; Pearls would you be a happy boy or a girl?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sure he could come up with something better.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#367537</link><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 04:18:30 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:367537</guid><dc:creator>NYCGirl</dc:creator><description>Thanks to those who mentioned &amp;quot;Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs.&amp;quot; Being such a fan of this topic, I had to order it, and it was, indeed, very funny.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#396009</link><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 03:06:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:396009</guid><dc:creator>billy joe el paso</dc:creator><description>check the 2nd and 3rd verses of this, so bad. The 3rd is the worse of the 2.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Steve Miller Band-Take the Money and Run&lt;br&gt;This heres a story about billy joe and bobbie sue&lt;br&gt;Two young lovers with nothin better to do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube&lt;br&gt;And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They headed down to, ooh, old el paso&lt;br&gt;Thats where they ran into a great big hassle&lt;br&gt;Billy joe shot a man while robbing his castle&lt;br&gt;Bobbie sue took the money and run&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Billy mack is a detective down in texas&lt;br&gt;You know he knows just exactly what the facts is&lt;br&gt;He aint gonna let those two escape justice&lt;br&gt;He makes his livin off of the peoples taxes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bobbie sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away&lt;br&gt;Billy joe caught up to her the very next day&lt;br&gt;They got the money, hey&lt;br&gt;You know they got away&lt;br&gt;They headed down south and theyre still running today&lt;br&gt;Singin go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run&lt;br&gt;Go on take the money and run</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#400074</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2007 04:55:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:400074</guid><dc:creator>jj, alberta, canada</dc:creator><description>I can't believe no one has mentioned &amp;quot;Peaches&amp;quot; by the Presidents of the United States of America--- especially th exquisite lines:&lt;br&gt; Peaches come from a can,&lt;br&gt;they were put there by a man&lt;br&gt;In a factory downtown&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey man, let's get stoned and write a song and make a million dollars...&lt;br&gt;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#408399</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 12:59:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:408399</guid><dc:creator>wolfgang von helsing</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;But if this ever changing world in which we live in...&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Thanks, Paul, but even after the break-up you should have insisted that John write the lyrics...</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#412587</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 01:03:31 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:412587</guid><dc:creator>Jackie T, Medford, MA</dc:creator><description>Billy Joel's &amp;nbsp;Piano man arguably one of the best songs ever but what was he thinking with &amp;quot;He's talking with Davy who's still in the Navy?!?&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#412913</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 10:58:40 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:412913</guid><dc:creator>Tom, Birmingham, England</dc:creator><description>eminem - lose yourself&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'i'm like a snail i've got to formulate a plot'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and theres another one but i don't know who its by&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'i opened my hand and in it was your heart'</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#424570</link><pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 19:02:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:424570</guid><dc:creator>Desria Wagner Vicksburg, Miss.</dc:creator><description>&amp;quot;Only time will tell if we stand the test of time&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;from Why Can't This be Love by Van Hagar.&lt;br&gt;Duh.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#566159</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 23:55:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:566159</guid><dc:creator>Bill Hunter</dc:creator><description>Philadelphia Freedom was a professional tennis team on the 1970's. Elton John was a friend of Billie Jean King and she invited him to a Freedom match. He fell in love with the team and the city and wrote a song in their honor.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#602826</link><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 22:23:12 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:602826</guid><dc:creator>Alex Jackson NJ</dc:creator><description>Justin Timberlake- &amp;quot;let me buy u drinks better yet rings&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;What IS that?</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#616748</link><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 02:05:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:616748</guid><dc:creator>James, Laguna Niguel, CA</dc:creator><description>Bobby Goldsboro's &amp;quot;See The Tree How Big It's Grown &amp;quot;; as he sings to 'Honey'. I found out during a TV interview back in the 70's that he is singing to and about his dead pet cat named Honey which he burried under a sapling...and another song from the 60's, &amp;quot;Brandy&amp;quot; which I thought was a song about a dog turns out to be about his Fiance.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#714053</link><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 21:04:55 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:714053</guid><dc:creator>John Doe, Seattle, WA</dc:creator><description>What a great list! &amp;nbsp;And don't forget &amp;quot;we can share the women we can share the wine!&amp;quot;</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#799034</link><pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 04:19:02 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:799034</guid><dc:creator>e.goetz  moore  ok</dc:creator><description>Now that I know what the real words are in &amp;quot;Blinded by the light&amp;quot; I can rest easy. &amp;nbsp;I always thought it was my tin ear that caused me to misinterpret song lyrics. &amp;nbsp;Reading this blog was a hoot.</description></item><item><title>Worst lyrics ever: My lovely lady lumps</title><link>http://testpattern.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2007/08/29/338247.aspx#984603</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 06:59:10 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8a5d2dbc-a0e4-4c7a-979f-3188051f228e:984603</guid><dc:creator>Jerry, McKinney, TX</dc:creator><description>These lyrics are all great! They are memorable and you can't forget them no mater how hard you try.</description></item></channel></rss>