War, war is stupid and people are stupid... but not you guys, because you solve Saturday Snapshots every week! (Well, as I type this there are two still oustanding... but I'm hoping someone will solve them overnight). I may be a man without conviction, but I appreciate you playing along every weekend... and I think we can all agree that C is this week's undisputed Karma Chameleon. Well done, C!
10. Tomorrows' last page.
The placement of the possessive apostrophe is important as it indicates more than one Sunday.
Mrs. Reagan's son would be Nancy's Boy... which always reminds me of an old Spitting Image sketch about Larry Speakes, of which the title of this song is the punchline. But I can't find it on youtube, sadly.
Doctor, doctor, please Oh, the mess I'm in Doctor doctor, please oh, the mess I'm in She walked up to me and really stole my heart And then she started to take my body apart
Skeeter is looking for a doctor who'll help put her out of her misery...
Just like a little baby all night night I cry Now doctor if you can't cure me why I just as soon to die So give me something poison, doctor won't you please And then I'll sign a paper sayin' I died with heart disease Oh doctor, doctor, write me a prescription for the blues
Oh, Doctor, Doctor, soothe my aching knee. Higher, higher if you please I'm sure my temperature's running so low I could freeze. Have you got something to warm me?
It gets worse. (In a good way.)
And what was their doctor's phone number? 5705, obviously.
David Byrne: definitely someone in need of a check-up... from the neck up.
Doctor, doctor, tell me what I am Am I one of those human beings Well I can laugh or I can learn to think So help me now to find out what I feel...
You need a doctor of philosophy mate. Let's not even talk about the time you went to the docs because you were Making Flippy Floppy...
Doctor, Doctor We have nothing in our pockets We continue But we have nothing left to offer Faces pressed against the window Hey! they are just my friends Check this out don't be slick Break our backs it goes like this . . .
Today's life lesson from Harry... don't drink lime and coconut together.
"Doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take?" I said "doctor, to relieve this belly ache" I said "doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take?" I said "doctor, to relieve this belly ache"
Then there's the tragic case of Rick... so much in Bruce's shadow, he has to go to his doctor about it.
Doctor, doctor you gotta help me yeah You gotta make it right for me It seems this other man's name has been following me around And it just won't let me be You see I got this name and he's got this name too And you know they're kinda close only a blind crazy fool Would think I was him it's like saying green is blue But let me tell you brother it started being a bother When he made the cover of Time magazine
Never mind, Rick, you made a top tune out of your troubles! I'll always remember you for that.
In which Batley Bob falls badly for his beautiful (saw)bones.
Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' you No pill's gonna cure my ill I've got a bad case of lovin' you...
Restraining order.
1. The Young Rascals - Good Lovin'
Another one I owe to Bruce Willis, I'm afraid, who did a memorable performance of this track in one of my favourite episodes of Moonlighting. Another Bruce also had a crack at it. The original was never a hit in the UK, but it was a Number One on the other side of the Atlantic. Always loved it...
I was feelin' so bad, I asked my family doctor just what I had, I said, "Doctor, (Doctor ) Mr. M.D., (Doctor ) Now can you tell me, tell me, tell me, What's ailin' me?" (Doctor )
He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, indeed, all you really need (Is good lovin')
Not sure you can get that on prescription though. Believe me, I've tried.
This was Volume 1 because I could easily go another ten. Bunch of hypochondriacs, these pop stars. Any ideas for what might be in Volume 2...? (Other than The Thompson Twins, who were just too obvious, even for me.)
