Song Lyric Sunday: Loving the Wobbly Bits

Jim Adams is the host for Song Lyric Sunday. This week’s theme is User Choice.


User choice today, and here is Irish rockabilly singer and songwriter Imelda May with Inside Out, a single from her 2010 album Mayhem.

I love this song with it’s witty lyrics and fun imagery. Who can resist a song where the singer professes to love someone and all their wobbly bits?

Love, it’s so crazy
Make my heart go oopsy daisy
Make my blood flow, not so lazy
Cause I love you inside out

Time is a waste while you hold out
So frustrating cause you know that
You’re looking amazing
And I love you inside out

I love your eyes, blue as the skies
I love your lips, to your finger tips
I love your bones, your old sticks and stones
Yeah I love you inside out

Oh, don’t you believe me
Yes I know it’s kind of creepy
Ohhh but oh, loving me deeply
Admit it I did it, you know you gonna keep me

So, say you love me like a hobo
Worn and grubby but you know though
No one above me
And you love me inside out

Oh, don’t you believe me
Yes I know it’s kind of creepy
Ohhh but oh, loving me deeply
Admit it I did it, you know you gonna keep me

So, say you love me like a hobo
Worn and grubby but you know though
No one above me
And you love me inside out

I love your chin, and the skin that you’re in
I love your nails, even your entrails
I love your soul, even your little mole
Yeah I love you inside out

I love your arms, and your laugh out loud charms
I love your wits, and all your wobbly bits
I love your lungs, and your talking tongue
Yeah I love you inside out.

Songwriter(s): Imelda Mary Higham
© Chrysalis Music Ltd

Song Lyric Sunday: Jungle Rock

The prompts from Jim Adams are Lion, Tiger, Bear, Eagle, Shark.
The song must contain a reference to the prompt in the title or the lyrics.
If the song does not meet these criteria, please explain why you chose it.


Today’s choice is a 1950s slice of rockabilly with Jungle Rock by Hank Mizell. And who is Hank Mizell, you may well ask? According to Wikipedia:

Hank Mizell (November 9, 1923 – December 23, 1992) was an American singer, guitarist and songwriter. He is best remembered for his rockabilly single “Jungle Rock” (1958), which was obscure on its original release but reached number 3 in the UK Singles Chart in 1976. In the Netherlands, it made it to number 1.

I remember this song so well – not from the first time around, but the 1976 re-release. My mother and I would do a lindy-hop shuffle around the kitchen to it whenever it came on the radio.

Luckily, my mind blanked out the cheesiness of the accompanying video. Apologies for inflicting Pan’s People on you all again, but at least they were having fun! In my defence, I last mentioned Pan’s People a year ago! Read the post HERE for further crimes against choreography.

But now is the time to dance yourself dizzy with this rumble in the jungle – go on, swing your pants!

I was walking through the jungle just the other night
Well I heard a big a rumble and it thought it was a fight
We stopped there to listen and I began to move my feet
It was a jungle drummer doin’ a knocked out beat

It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
It was a knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock

Well, I moved a little closer just to get a better view
I saw a chimp and a monkey a doin’ the Susie Q
Well a gator and a hippo was a-doin’ the bop
While a big python just a making me hop

It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
It was a knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock

Well a fox grabbed a rabbit and they did the bunny hug
And the old grizzly bear was a-cuttin’ the rug
Well a camel jitterbugging with a kangaroo
And elephant a moving with a ring-dang-doo

It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
A jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock
It was a knocked out beat and I had to move my feet
It was a jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle rock

Songwriter(s): Hank Mizell & Ralph Simonton
© Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Carlin America Inc