Valentine songs

[John]

Fearing Lauren's wrath, I have no further comment on Valentine's Day. 

Wouldn't you want Somebody to Love?

Somebody to Love by Jefferson Airplane:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4TlDDOvsFY

[Friday]

Instead, I present you with this slideshow of puggles:
http://puggle.org/slide.asp

I can't believe there were no comments on the puggles.  Are these not the most adorable things you've ever seen??  I didn't even know this breed existed until I saw a baby one in the pet shop two days ago.  I had to go back today and let him gnaw on my finger some more, then mentally slap myself for having idiotic thoughts such as "I am taking him home with me".

Happiness is a warm puppy. 

[Pat K]

They are cute.

[Friday]

Classic.  I did a search on J Geils Band to see if this song had been posted before, and saw that I posted it a year ago today. 

Read the Valentine's Day message on the curtain behind the band, then follow the bouncing pink heart and sing along...

J. Geils Band - Love Stinks
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GluCM_ggMvw

[Lloyd Danforth]

I couldn't find a decent recording of this. Make up your own tune. Here are the lyrics with Tom Lehrer's introduction:
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And now to the love song. I'm sure you're familiar with love songs on the order of He's Just My Bill, my man, my Joe, my Max, and so on where the girl who sings them tells you that, although the man she loves is anti-social, alcoholic, physically repulsive, or just plain unsanitary, nevertheless she is his because he is hers, or something like that. But as far as I know there has never been a popular song from the analogous male point of view, that is to say, of a man who finds himself in love with, or in this case married to, a girl who has nothing whatsoever to recommend her. I have attempted to fill this need. The song is called She's My Girl.

Sharks gotta swim, and bats gotta fly,
I gotta love one woman till I die.
To Ed or Dick or Bob
She may be just a slob,
But to me, well,
She's my girl.

In winter the bedroom is one large ice cube,
And she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube.
Her hairs in the sink
Have driven me to drink,
But she's my girl, she's my girl, she's my girl,
And I love her.

The girl that I lament for,
The girl my money's spent for,
The girl my back is bent for,
The girl I owe the rent for,
The girl I gave up Lent for
Is the girl that heaven meant for me.

So though for breakfast she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo,
I come home for dinner and get peanut butter stew,
Or if I'm in luck,
It's broiled hockey puck,
But, oh well, what the hell,
She's my girl,
And I love her.

[Friday]

I couldn't find a decent recording of this.

YouTube - Broadcast Yourself.

[Lloyd Danforth]

Either could you, apparently.

[Friday]

Either could you, apparently.

Did you even listen to it? Sounds straight off the album to me.  The visual is just some joker lip-syncing.

[Lloyd Danforth]

Yes. I got two tracks playing at the same time. I'll try again.

[Lloyd Danforth]

Perfect!  Musta been a bug. Sorry. Thanks.
A family friend turned us on too Lerher about 50 years ago. I'm guessing that all of his stuff is on CD's, but I only have what appears to be a compendium called Songs & More song by TL.
Rich sings his stuff all of the time, but I miss the introductions.