Last night I was singing—sort of humming with words—Shocking Blue’s Venus.
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire, your joy, desire.
A demi-smile appeared on my man’s face. He said, Babe, it’s
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire, and your desire.
Nah, I responded. An encapsulated moment of eye contact. Full grin on the man. You wanna bet? So I Binged (Bing—as a verb—doesn’t compare with Google’s oomph, does it?) it. And the definitive lyrics are:
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire, at your desire.
We were both wrong, but I’m sticking with joy.
These moments of lyric confusion and clarification are so delicious I hope they continue to the end of my days. Just last year I realized America’s song was about Ventura Highway. I thought it was a command: Venture a highway. Go forth, young man! Funny thing, I lived an hour from Ventura, CA, when I was singing it wrong.
Before that I learned there’s a bad moon on the rise.
There’s a bathroom on the right is so much more helpful.
My friend thought Tom Petty’s solid declaration: And I won’t back down was the somewhat tepid And I walked back down.
Life is laughter.
What lyrics have you misheard?