Í höfði mínu hljómar lag sem kom út á plötu árið 1984. Af því að ég hef ekkert sérstakt að segja, er ég að hugsa um að kanna hvort eitthvert ykkar, kæru lesendur, þekkið plötuna og hljómsveitina sem flutti. Ekki væri verra að fá nafnið á laginu. Sá/sú sem svarar rétt fær titilinn "Gáfnaljós vikunnar" auk þess sem sá sami/sú sama má bjóða mér í kaffi. Texti lagsins er svona:

Bo Bo Bee, Bo Bee,
Bo Bo-Bo Bee,
Bo Bee, Bo

I couldn't bear to be special,
I couldn't bear, couldn't bear.
I couldn't bear, right ?

So don't look at me and say, that I'm the very one,
Who makes the cornball things occur, the shiver of the fur.
Don't expect so much of me, I'm just an also-ran,
There's a mile between the way you see me and the way I am.

So don't stare at me that way, of course it gives me pride,
but I won't take on the risk, of letting down the sweet sweet side.

Did you mean to humble me ?
So you did it unsuspectingly !
Oh words are trains, for moving past what
Really has no name.

Bo bo bee, bo be, bo

I couldn't bear to be special,
I couldn't bear, couldn't bear.

So don't look at me and say, that I'm the very one,
Who makes the cornball things occur,
the shiver of the fur. . . . right?


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