28.1.13

Lyric Appreciation

I realise Olly Murs is not everyones cup of tea, in fact on Twitter at least people see to have rather taken against the cheeky little Essex boy. I on the other hand find him rather endearing. He always sounds quite genuine on radio and television so either he is or he's an excellent actor. He seems fairly cheerful and unpretentious, young and fun-loving. And I like his poppy music too. Long ago I had a long moan/rant about Bruno Mars whose lyrics I loathed so to redress a balance here are some lyrics I love


My heart skips-skips-skips-skips-skips-skips a beat.
I can see you're not yourself
Even when you're here with me
I know that you're somewhere else

So put another record on
Kiss and lead me on
Nothing really matters when we're dancing
Listen to the same sad song playing on repeat
'Cause every time we come this close, my heart skips, skips a beat

So come on, spin me around
Now I don't wanna go home
Cause when you hold me like this you know my heart skips, skips a beat
I know I should, but I can't leave it alone
And when you hold me like this that's when my heart skips, skips a beat
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

So hung up
We can't let go
If you really have to leave
One more time just move me slow

So put another record on
Play it on repeat,
Nothing really matters when we're dancing
Cause all you ever need to know, is what you do to me,
And every time you hold me close, my heart skips, skips a beat

So come on, spin me around
Now I don't wanna go home
Cause when you hold me like this you know my heart skips, skips a beat
I know I should, but I can't leave it alone
And when you hold me like this that's when my heart skips, skips a beat
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh


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I love these lyrics because they are about the singer and his emotions not blaming someone else for how he feels, because it's getting back to an old fashioned love song, the sort where just being with someone is enough to make your heart skip, not that you want to suddenly rip of her clothes and ravish her on the dancefloor, not that you are full of a desire to die horribly (take note Mr Mars) just that being with someone makes you happy, silly happy and you don't want the evening to end.

Sweet, boppy and I like it. So there.

(oh and another song on the 'It's not big and it's not clever and I loathe it' list is Black Heart)

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