The other night I actually watched a new episode of Scrubs on TV. The odd thing was that I had already downloaded and watched it on my computer. The whole world is just screwy when I can no longer count on the speed of TV programming to keep up with the demands of Internet piracy. It was a good episode, however, but it has left a disturbing aftertaste. I speak of the rather reckless use of an eighties song that is now embezzled firmly in my mind. In an attempt to frustrate an already frustrated Turk, the infamous janitor (Sir Plunge-a-Lot to the nurses) blasted Jermaine Stewart’s ode to platonic relationship “We Don’t Have to Take Our Clothes Off.” And I haven’t stopped singing it since. Thanks to Kazaa I can now listen to it at my leisure, so now I shall force the lyrics upon you unsuspecting Netizens:
Not a word, from your lips
You just took for granted that I want to skinny dip.
A quick hit, that’s your game.
But I’m not a piece of meat, still you like my brain.
Night is young, so are we.
Let’s get to know each other better, slow & easily.
Take my hand, let’s hit the floor.
Shake our bodies to the music.
Maybe then you’ll score.Chorus: So come on baby, won’t you show some class
Why you want to move so fast.
We don’t have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance & party all night
And drink some cherry wine
Uh huh
We don’t have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance & party all night (all night)
And drink some cherry wine
Uh huh
Na na na na na na na…………Just slow down if you want me
A man wants to be approached cool & romantically
I’ve got needs
Just like you
If the conversation’s good
Vibrations through & throughSo come on baby, won’t you show some class
Why you want to move so fast
We don’t have to take outr clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We could dance & party all night (all night)
And drink some cherry wine
Uh huh
Na na na na na na………Repeat until fade………….