Misheard lyrics are always amusing. Sometimes, the lyric is slurred enough or enunciated just the right way to make lots of people sit up and take notice; “Purple Haze” and “Angel of the Morning” are two of those that quickly jump to mind. Other times, it might be the particular listener that struggles with comprehension. My dad is one of those people who falls into the latter category. Over the years, he’s had some misheard lyrics that have made me shake my head. Back when I was a kid, he confiscated my copy of The Clash’s Combat Rock for reasons I didn’t understand. When I asked him why, he just said something along the lines of, “I think you know why!” … and I really didn’t. It turns out that he thought Joe Strummer was singing “fuck the casbah.” Daaaaaad! *facepalm*
One of dad’s most memorable misheard lyrics, however, came in Robert Palmer’s “Addicted to Love.” Now the lyrics might seem pretty straight-forward and readily apparent to most. To my dad, however, the chorus of the song was not, “might as well face it you’re addicted to love”, but rather it was, “might as well face it, you’re a dickhead in love.” Oh man, dad, I can’t take you anywhere without you mishearing a lyric!
(And no, mom, you’re not off the hook either. “Put me in coach, I’m ready to bake” is not correct, no matter how many years you thought it was part of John Fogerty’s “Centerfield“. Although I suppose this guy could have been Fogerty’s inspiration.)
Addicted to Love – Robert Palmer