On Thursday, 21 July 2005 16:59:37 UTC-7, George Orwell  wrote:   
   > In response to the original message posted -   
   > SUBJECT: -------->  REQ: "New Toy" by Lene Lovich - corrections, please   
   > Message-ID: <19990611123716.12248.00000491@ng35.aol.com>   
   >   
   > The corrected segment of the comes from the March (sic) 1981 version   
   > of the Lene Lovich song written by Thomas Dolby - who of course,  also   
   > played the synths and background vocals, plus a clearing of the throat   
   > and snarl grunt are also heard early in the song if you listen carefully.   
   > But in the lyric segment -   
   >   
   > I'm sick of the TV (Well look at the news)   
   > I'm sick of the radio (But what can you do)   
   > I'm sick of the Hoover (Blah blah blah blah blah) <------- SCRATCH THIS,   
   > (Blah blah blah blah blah).   
   > I'm sick of it all so what can I do   
   >   
   > Nobody, has the correct missing lyric - websites included. Personally, I   
   > remember hearing the song many times during the summer of 1981 (junior   
   > yr. H.S.) and during the eighties on a local Alternative Rock station, so   
   > plenty of time for the song's true lyric to surface...subconsciously.   
   > Tooting my own horn my ears are somewhat golden so.....   
   >   
   > After extrapolating the E.P. version via a digital editor - (equalizer   
   > shelving, pitch shifting and playing with the questionable lyric segment   
   > (about 1min and 30sec to 1min and 35sec) the true lyric is truly   
   > revealed. Actually there were two possibilities with the murbler and  is   
   > a borderline mondegreen.   
   >   
   > #1. "I'm waiting on you"   
   >   
   > It's tempting to draw the conclusion that there's a sexual allusion via   
   > Lovich's 'Hoover' to oral sex but after careful analysis (about an hour   
   > and half) the lyric becomes clearer (segment pitched down to a Major   
   > 6th) - plus Lene's prominently dominant inflected lyric leap of  "I'm   
   > sick of the Hoooooover" obfuscates the true meaning of the backgound   
   > lyric. Nevertheless,  I'm sure Dolby wasn't pulling the wool over New Age   
   > Fan eyes.   
   >   
   > So the true lyric is ta da -   
   >   
   > #2. "A Maytag on you"   
   > I'm sure writer Thomas Dolby (I have'nt the time to track down and  email   
   > Dolby to corrobrate) however logically Dolby would concur as it makes   
   > sense given the clash of two appliances (vacuum - the 'Hoover' and an   
   > appliance - 'Maytag'....Lovich's 'Hoover' - and the background   
   > vocalists 'Maytag!'   
   >   
   > Additionally on the (Oh-e-oh) personally it sound like (Oi-e-oh) and is   
   > subject to further conjecture but   
   > here are the cleaned up lyrics.   
   >   
   >   
   >   
   > "New Toy" - Lene Lovich   
   > (Thomas. Dolby)   
   > on the EP _New Toy_ - Stiff/Epic, 1981   
   >   
   > [Lene playfully inserts a squeaky falsetto before the 2nd Synth line ]   
   > you must?   
   > Did I ask for your love  [whip]   
   > Did I ask for your dedication [whip]   
   > I don't want, I don't want your love  [whip]   
   > I don't want, I don't want your affection  [whip]   
   >   
   > But I've got to have the car (I need it for the weekend)   
   > I've got to have the stereo (And a couple of deletions)   
   > I've got to have the freezer (It's a bonerack am I eating)   
   > I've got to have it all until I'm complete   
   >   
   > I want a new toy (Oi-e-oh)   
   > (Got) to keep my head expanding (New toy)   
   > I want a new toy (Oi-e-oh)   
   > (But) nothing too demanding (New toy)   
   >   
   > Then when everything isn't roses   
   > Everything is static (New toy)   
   > Let me have a new toy (Oh-e-oh)   
   > You'll find us in the attic, view   
   >   
   > Sometimes you make me feel [whip]   
   > I feel so insecure [whip]   
   > Sometimes you make me feel [whip]   
   > Nothing at all [whip]   
   >   
   > I'm sick of the TV (Well look at the news)   
   > I'm sick of the radio (But what can you do)   
   > I'm sick of the Hoover (A Maytag on you)   
   > I'm sick of it all so what can I do   
   >   
   > I'll get a new toy (Oi-e-oh)   
   > (Got) to keep my head expanding (New toy)   
   > I'll get a new toy (Oi-e-oh)   
   > (But) nothing too demanding (New toy)   
   >   
   > Then when everything isn't roses   
   > You don't get any head room (New toy)   
   > Let me have a new toy (Oh-e-oh)   
   >   
   > You'll find us....in the bedroom, yeah   
   >   
   > [laughter in the bedroom]   
   > You, you must, you must want [Orgasmic sigh]   
   > What do you want   
   > You, you must, you must want [fuck?]   
   > What do you want   
   > You must, you must [fuck?] want   
   > What do you want, what do you want, what do you want   
   >   
   > New toy (New toy)   
   > New toy (Oh-e-oh)   
   > New toy (Woooh, new toy)   
   > New toy (Uh-e-oh) (oh-e-oh)   
   >   
   > New toy (New toy)   
   > New toy (Oh-e-oh)   
   > New toy (New toy), New toy (New toy), New toy (Neeew toy), (Oh-e-oh)   
   > (giggles)   
   > New toy (Want it, want it, want it, want it, want it (Cut off the mike,   
   > I've got an opening in here)   
   > (New toy, Oh-e-oh)   
   > New toy, New toy   
   >   
   > (Fade)   
      
   I've got to have the freezer PUT SOME FUN BACK IN MY EATING   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)