Showing posts with label Elf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elf. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Baby, It's Cold Outside!
So, I was listening to Christmas music this morning as I sat at my desk wondering if I would have any thoughts today. And the song, "Baby, It's Cold Outside," came on. I was singing along with it, thinking of the movie, "Elf," - - you know, the scene in the bathroom when that cute girl is singing that same song in the shower and Will Ferrell comes in and starts singing along with her and she freaks out (as would I if a strange man were in my bathroom singing songs while I showered). Anyway, I was enjoying the song, kind of bopping my head and feeling it. Then the line, "Maybe just a cigarette more," . . . I do not remember that line in that song! I'm sure it was there all along (especially in the Dean Martin version), but I don't think I ever heard it. I've heard that song a zillion times. And I don't know why this time I heard it for the first time. And when I heard it, it bothered me. I lost a little itty bitty bit of fondness for it - at least that version. I know it's been done many times after, so I looked up the lyrics on a couple other versions, just out of curiousity. That particular line is not in Rod Stewart's version, but it is in Lady Antebellum's. Interesting.
I grew up in the days when it was perfectly acceptable to smoke. Not only acceptable, but really cool. My dad was a smoker (although not cool). My mother was not a smoker (although cool). And none of us kids are (smokers OR cool). And I'm pretty sure there was cigarette smoke in our house all the time, but I don't think I ever really noticed it. Today, if I walk by someone who is smoking, or has smoked, I want to hold my breath until I'm in fresh air territory.
I guess it doesn't really matter if that line is in the song or not. It's a really nice song. But I wonder how many other songs I sing to or bop my head to without really knowing what lyrics I'm singing or bopping to!
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