You know how it is when you get a tune on your mind but can't quite remember all the words and then you end up singing la-la-la, etc? Well as I was drowning a few kittens the other day, this one came to my mind. And Jesus led me to it on Youtube.
I remember it back in the day when it was released - I gave a copy to Mrs Bathfire. I like to think she was touched. Ah... happy memories. That's when men were in charge, had not been cowed by the liberals and were unafraid to teach women the right way to do things.
Things were happier then.
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
He hit me but it didn't hurt me
He couldn't stand to hear me say
That I'd been with someone new
And when I told him I had been untrue
He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss)
He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I knew he loved me
If he didn't care for me,
I could have never made him mad
But he hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I was glad
(Da-da-da-ah)
(Da-da-da-ah)
Yes, he hit me (da-da-da-ah) and it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss)
He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I knew I loved him
And then, he took me in his arms
With all the tenderness there is
And when he kissed me (da-da-da-ah), he made me his.
(Da-da-da)
I sometimes think it was a pity that Mr Spectre, who produced the song, didn't stick to the words instead of allowing that woman to play with his gun.
I remember it back in the day when it was released - I gave a copy to Mrs Bathfire. I like to think she was touched. Ah... happy memories. That's when men were in charge, had not been cowed by the liberals and were unafraid to teach women the right way to do things.
Things were happier then.
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
He hit me but it didn't hurt me
He couldn't stand to hear me say
That I'd been with someone new
And when I told him I had been untrue
He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss)
He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I knew he loved me
If he didn't care for me,
I could have never made him mad
But he hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I was glad
(Da-da-da-ah)
(Da-da-da-ah)
Yes, he hit me (da-da-da-ah) and it felt like a kiss (felt like a kiss)
He hit me (da-da-da-ah) and I knew I loved him
And then, he took me in his arms
With all the tenderness there is
And when he kissed me (da-da-da-ah), he made me his.
(Da-da-da)
I sometimes think it was a pity that Mr Spectre, who produced the song, didn't stick to the words instead of allowing that woman to play with his gun.


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