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Jul 11, 2009 07:18 PM

here's a challenge - write food-oriented lyrics for a favorite song...

As an example of what I'm getting at, I'll start with this ode to cheese, sung to the tune of

THE EURYTHMICS "SWEET DREAMS (are made of these)"

Sweet dreams are made of cheese
Who am I to dis on Brie?
Travel the world for Époisses
Everybody’s looking for Stilton

Some of them want a Gouda
Some of them want to use Raclette
Some of them want a Jarlsberg
Some of them want a Mimolette

I wanna use you in Amuse-Bouche
I wanna know what goes with you

Mold your rind up (movin’ on)
Keep your ripe up (movin’ on)

(Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I wanna use you & abuse you
I wanna know what’s inside you

Hold your head up (movin’ on)
Keep your head up (movin’ on))

Let's see what people can come up with!

Chowhounds to the challenge!

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  1. Love the idea, but don't know the song because I'm an old fart. However, I'll work on this and get back to you.

    1. Nice going, cmvan. How I love a truly cheesy 80s song! ;) Annie Lennox would be proud. I'll be back after the wheels start turning (this is more challenging than a 5-line limerick!), so don't give up on us!

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      1. re: kattyeyes

        I keep coming back to "Don't you want my gravy" a la Human League's "Don't You Want Me Baby" but that's as far as I've gotten.

        I was working late and you said you would pick up a jar
        That much is true
        But even though you knew mine would have much better taste

        Don't, don't you eat that.
        You know the way you feel when you eat that processed food so
        Don't, don't you eat that.

        Needs work, I know.

        1. re: kattyeyes

          "don't you want my gravy?" --- love it, sista-kat!!!!

          i'll be you could come up with something for howard jones' "things can only get better." whoa whoa whoa ... woh-oh oh oh...... <MUST be sung at the very TOP of one's lungs, while driving in the summer with the windows down, speeding down the highway!>>

      2. *stands and applauds*

        Well done !
        i'll have to give this some thought.

        1. In the same (blue cheesy), vein: Your cheezin heart will melt on you...

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          1. re: Scargod

            (Your cheatin' heart will tell on you)

            Your eatin' heart
            will make you leap
            at the first meal
            seen in your sleep.
            But sleep won't come
            the whole night through
            Your eatin' heart will growl at you.

            When beer comes down
            like falling rain
            You'll toss around
            and want pountine.
            You'll walk the floor
            with nothin' to chew
            your eatin' heart will growl at you

            Your eatin' heart,
            Will pine some day,
            And crave poptarts,
            You threw away,
            The time will come,
            When you'll be blue,
            Your eatin' heart, will growl at you

            When beer comes down,
            Like gravy on taters
            You call and order it.
            'cause nothing else matters
            You'll walk the floor,
            Till delivered to you,
            Your eatin' heart, will growl at you

          2. The first two that came to mind were the Ramones "You're a loudmouth baby" and Tom Waits "I don't wanna grow up". Unfortunately, all the ideas I had were a bit gross so maybe these two could be an inspiration to a budding chowhound lyricist who can do more than rhyme "grow up" with "throw up". But I know everyone's out there working on this one. Good one.

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            1. re: mickie44

              oh come come. there's a healthy contingent of chowhounds who like gross lyrics. we conflate it with funny! (observe: the long string of fart limericks on the "recipe limericks" thread. :)

              go for it, mickie!!