Actually, now that I've listened to it again, it's rubbish.

I might disinfect the sleeve and leave it in the street with a post-it-note saying "please chuck this away for me".

The Call of the Wendigo wrote:

They'll have to prise my freedom to love this record from Paul McCartney's cold dead hands.

I remember the nationwide kerfuffle about playing this song at primary school discos. What even were the 90s?

When I was working at Malorees about ten years ago, more-or-less all the kids (about 200) did a synchronised dance (for some charity) in the playground (outside the "Art Hut") to this...



There were so many kids that I loved doing it I was initially all like, "ahh, bless them", but after about a minute I was all like "who allowed this sh*t!?".

Oh, it was only seven years ago.

Still, the lyrics (sung and danced to by children aged 7-11)...

Quote :

It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night, you won't remember
I'll be the one, you won't forget
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
This biggity boy's a diggity dog
I have 'em like Miley Cyrus, clothes off
Twerking in their bras and thongs, timber
Face down, booty up, timber
That's the way we like the what, timber
I'm slicker than an oil spill
She say she won't, but I bet she will, timber
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down
It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night, you won't remember
I'll be the one, you won't forget
It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night, you won't remember
I'll be the one, you won't forget
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, it's just me, ain't a damn thing changed
Live in hotels, swing on plane
Blessed to say, money ain't a thing
Club jumping like Lebron, now, Voli
Order me another round, homie
We about to climb, wild, 'cause it's about to go down
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down
Swing your partner round and round
End of the night, it's going down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's going down
It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night, you won't remember
I'll be the one, you won't forget
It's going down, I'm yelling timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night, you won't remember
I'll be the one, you won't forget

"She say she won't, but I bet she will"

"I'll be the one, you won't forget"


Whitehouse, eat yer hearts out.

Nightjar wrote:

There were so many kids that I loved doing it I was initially all like, "ahh, bless them", but after about a minute I was all like "who allowed this sh*t!?".

Loool. Similar energy as this scene from Arrested Development is what springs to mind.

I love Alia Shawkat so so so much.

Stop trolling.

That's it..Lock the thread!

I really like Millennium Prayer. I didn't at the time, but I do now.

CT, every song you post is an embarrassing song.

I don't really see how any of this embarrasses you.

You, with your teeth.

Now, with the Murray Head you're skirting dangerously close to the realms pf 'songs people aren't embarrassed to love'.

The only embarrassing songs are those I post in this thread, those I post in other threads are not embarrassing - I'd argue they are a diversity of coolness and informed taste. It's too late to retitle this thread 'songs you are supposed to be embarrassed to like'. That Westlife song has a special place in my heart, for its proven ability to get rid in one fell swoop of the unwashed groupies/retainers I once arrived home to find lying all over my bedroom, when I was living with a dealer of high quality produce - and you are right, I'm not truly embarrassed by it - although I wouldn't play it in the car around town where passers by might hear it.