{"id":4168,"date":"2017-07-26T02:22:21","date_gmt":"2017-07-26T02:22:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/?p=4168"},"modified":"2017-07-26T02:23:07","modified_gmt":"2017-07-26T02:23:07","slug":"2-nominations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/?p=4168","title":{"rendered":"2 nominations"},"content":{"rendered":"
\u00a0Couple of my nominations for best stupid songs that were also bona fide hits.<\/div>\n
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2 4 \u00a0 \u00a0h o u r s \u00a0 \u00a0f r o m \u00a0 \u00a0T u l s a.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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A story told by a man who was almost home but damn it he had an affair. He’s confronted with the fact that there is more than one “self” responsible for his personality and one of these god damned “selves” slept around – but the irony is he was almost home! Almost didn’t have to deal with that particular bastard “self” the one that cheated on her…if only he had arrived sooner. He sees himself as the hero in all this and the blame goes to that damn attractive woman at the hotel who seduced him when he was almost home.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Dearest darling I had to write to say that I won’t be home anymore<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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‘Cause something happened to me while I was driving home<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And I’m not the same anymore<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ah, only one day away from your arms<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I saw a welcoming light and stopped to rest for the night<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And that is when I saw her as I pulled in outside of the small motel she was there<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And so I walked up to her, asked where I could get something to eat<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And she showed me where.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ah, only one day away from your arms<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She took me to the caf\u00e9, I asked her if she would stay, she said “OK”<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ah, only one day away from your arms<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The jukebox started to play and night time turned into day as we were dancing<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Closely, all of a sudden I lost control as I held her charms<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And I caressed her, kissed her, told her I’d die<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Before I would let her out of my arms<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ah, only one day away from your arms<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I hate to do this to you but I love somebody new, what can I do?<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And I can never, never, never go home again.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The other beauty is \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/span>Y o u ‘ r e \u00a0 \u00a0H a v i n g \u00a0 \u00a0M y \u00a0 \u00a0B a b y.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I wonder how much Paul Anka laboured over the lyric. He sure adds a sinister twist following the 2cnd chorus when a female voice representing the pregnant woman affirms his version thus qualifying Paul’s hallucination. She’s grateful to the man for impregnating her and for just being the amazing guy he is. We find out in the last verse she almost had an abortion but was either against abortion or else overwhelmed with the possibility this child was associated with Grammy award winning sperm, either way it’s got my nomination.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Having my baby<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What a lovely way of saying<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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How much you love me.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Having my baby<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What a lovely way of saying<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What you’re thinking of me.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I can see it your face is glowing<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I can see it in your eyes.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I’m happy knowing that you’re having my baby.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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You’re the woman I love and I love what it’s doing to you.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Having my baby<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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You’re a woman in love and I love<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What’s going through you.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The need inside you<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I see it showing<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The seed inside you<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Baby, Do you feel it growing<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Are you happy in knowing that you’re having my baby?<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I’m a woman in love and I love<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What it’s doing to me.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Having my baby.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I’m a woman in love and I love<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What’s going through me.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Didn’t have to keep it<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Wouldn’t put you through it.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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You could have swept it from your life<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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But you wouldn’t do it<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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No you wouldn’t do it.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And you’re having my baby.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u00a0Couple of my nominations for best stupid songs that were also bona fide hits. .\u00a0 2 4 \u00a0 \u00a0h o u r s \u00a0 \u00a0f r o m \u00a0 \u00a0T […]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"Layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["entry","author-rockbob","post-4168","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4168","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4168"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4168\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bobwiseman.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}