Llevo ya un tiempo enganchada a la cancioninga de Leighton Meester (Blair en Gossip Girl). No es que sea un temazo pero es pegadiza. Muy en plan Lady GaGa, pero bueno. El caso es que chuchangueando por ahí en internet encontré una actuación en directo y no es que yo esperara que la tía tuviera una voz como la de Alicia Keys pero joder es que el vídeo no hay por donde cogerlo. No sólo no canta bien si no que la "coreografía" o lo que quiera que sea eso da pena.Parece que lleva tres días sin dormir o que tiene mono de colacao o algo, madre mía.
Y para que vean que no son imaginaciones mías les dejo las dos versiones.
Aquí en plan diva súper fashion de la muerte:
Y aquí en plan zombi:
Menos mal que en Gossip Girl sigue molando (no tanto como al principio pero mola).
Ya sé que Weird Al no es nada novedoso, pero hoy encontré este vídeo suyo que no había visto y me hizo mucha gracia. Es lo que tienen los domingos, te entretienes con lo que puedes xD
*LYRICS* Uh huh ... extra cheese Uh huh, uh huh ... save a piece for me
Pizza, party at your house I went, just to check it out Nineteen extra larges What a shame No one came
Just us eatin' all alone You said, "Take the pizza home" "No sense lettin' all this go to waste" So then I faced
Pizza all day And every day This cheese 'round the clock Is gettin' me blocked And I sure don't care For irregularity
Tell me Why'd you have to go and make me so constipated? 'Cause right now I'd do anything to just get my bowels evacuated, in the bathroom I sit and I wait and I strain and I sweat and I clench and I feel the pain Oh, should I take laxatives or have my colon irrigated? No no no
I was feelin' pretty down 'Till my girlfriend came around We're just so alike in every way I gotta say
In fact, I just thought I might Pop the question there that night I was, kissing her so tenderly, but woe is me Who would have guessed Her family crest I'd suddenly spy Tattooed on her thigh And son-of-a-gun It's just like the one on me
Tell me How was I supposed to know we were both related? Believe me, if I knew she was my cousin we never would have dated What to do now? Should I go ahead and propose And get hitched and have kids with eleven toes And move to Alabama where that kind of thing is tolerated? No no no No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
I had so much on my mind I thought, maybe I'd unwind Try out, that new roller coaster ride And the guide Said not to stand But that's a demand That I couldn't meet I got on my feet And stood up instead And knocked off my head, you see
Tell me Why'd I have to go and get myself decapitated? It really is a major inconvienience Oh man, I really hate it It's such a drag now I can't eat I can't breathe I can't snore I can't belch or yodel anymore Can't spit or blow my nose or even read Sports Illustrated
Oh no, why'd I have to go and get myself all mutilated? Yeah, yeah! I gotta tell ya Life without a head kinda makes me irritated What a bummer I can't blink I can't cough I can't sneeze But my neck is enjoying a pleasant breeze now Haven't been the same since my head and I were separated No no no
And then there suddenly appeared before me, The only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper, "please adore me." And when I looked, The moon had turned to gold.
I mean after all the things that we've been through I mean after all the things we got into Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me So you walk around like you don't know me You got a new friend, well I got homies But in the end it's still so lonely
