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Saturday, September 09, 2006

Bum be um be Baby: The Chorus


Bum be um be baby, baby, baby
Bum be um be Baby Mine

That's the chorus. Cool and profound, eh? Wait 'til Plotnik gets to the verses. Last night BZ and Plot sat around and Plot showed her some finger picking in an open G chord, and those simple melodies must have swum around in his brain all night long. This morning he woke up and went 'Bum be um be Baby.'

To write that penultimate sentence, Plotnik had to ask BZWZ what the past perfect of 'to swim' is. Plot suspected 'swum' but was going with 'have swam' until he realized how idiotic that sounded. But 'swum?' Say that three times swum swum swum. It can't really be a word.

Wait! Maybe that's the first verse?

Bum be um be Baby, Baby, Baby
Bum be um be Baby Mine
Bum be um be Baby, Baby, Baby
Bum be um be Baby Mine

Swim swam swum
Suckin’ on your little thumb
Swam swum swim
You might be her, you might be him
Swum swim swam
Little girl, little man
Lookin’ for your Grandpa, here I am
Lookin’ for your Grandpa, here I am

1 Comments:

At 7:20 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, that's a GREAT grandbaby song! I just wish I could actually hear it. What a nice present for the First GrandNik!

 

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