<<Speaking of Bread, how about "Baby, I'm-a want you". Such articulate lyrics...>>
Quite possibly the worst lyrics in a pop song...sadly from memory I remember the first lines: "When I saw you standing there, I 'bout fell off my chair And when you moved your mouth to speak, The blood rushed to my feet" Wow....dumb. > <<How about "Cherish" by the Association? >> Now don't go picking on these guys...I love "Cherish" as well as all of the other pure-pop confections they cranked out all those years ago. I mean, we had to slow-dance to something, right? ;~) Bob NP: Ani, "Blood In The Boardroom"
