This morning I learned some new lyrics that got stuck in my head for the day - so time to let them out. On my drive into work, I was scanning my FM dial until I finally found a hip-hop station. (Often, my students are surprised when they learn that it was this older white woman who first "discovered" hip-hop back in the day. In fact, Sir Mixalot stole one of my best songs, but I digress...) Anyway, the recurring stanza of lyrics in today's song was "Call me Mr. Flintstone. I'm gonna make your Bed rock."
3 comments:
Thats exactly why I listen to NPR on the ride in..........
Wow, this makes me feel old. Even I don't know whose lyrics those are.
I also listen to NPR on the way into work.
What whaaaat.
ok, you 2 NPR snobs - i listen to NPR on the way HOME from work - you know those Terry Gross interviews, but, on my way to work, I need to WAKE UP!
and, I ask you,whose radio station provided something learned yesterday?
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