One of the things about David that always makes me laugh is the way he is always singing songs with revised, uniquely David-style lyrics. He is very creative and quick with a pun or a rhyme, so changing up song lyrics comes easily to him. He also has moderate to profound hearing loss in both ears, so some lyric mix-ups happen naturally.
Like when he thought that the words to (I’ve Got the) “Moves Like Jagger” were “I’ve got to remove my jacket.”
David has passed song creativity on to our boys. After they saw “Frozen” there were many versions of “Let it Go” around here – such as “Judo Throw” and the instant classic, “Let it Blow,” which was, you guessed it, a song about farting.
One of the boys’ most popular and enduring ditties is Bon Jovi’s “Livin’ on a Prayer.”
Anytime there is a mention of something being “halfway,” they launch into the song.
“Oh, we’re halfway there….”
Only instead of “Livin on a Prayer,” they sing “Purple Underwear!”
They sing it so often that once I got concerned that they didn’t know the original lyrics.
“You guys DO know the real words to the song, right?” I asked them one day.
“Yeah,” Alpha answered, with perfect tween “How could you be so foolish, Mother?” intonation. “Of course.”
“Well? What are they?” I prompted. For some reason, I felt that my children not knowing the correct lyrics to this timeless 80’s hit meant epic parenting failure.
On cue, they sang the chorus. Phew – won’t fail on that account, anyway.
Yesterday, I popped out to do a bit of school supply shopping. I was alone in the car and, of course, blasting the radio and singing my face off.
On my way home, “Livin’ on a Prayer” came on the oldies station. I cranked it up and sang along .
“Oh, we’re halfway there….
Oh, OH – PURPLE UNDERWEAR.”
Apparently it’s a family affliction now. They are such bad influences.
Sorry, Bon Jovi.
PS – If you clicked on this post expecting to actually see Jon Bon Jovi wearing purple underwear, and instead reached some random mom blogger’s post about how her family changes up popular songs for potty laughs, please accept my apologies, too.