Pork Chop?

You know how sometimes you hear a song and you have no idea what they're singing...so you make up the words in your head?

I have the latest album from Sinead O'Conner where she did a whole album of reggae covers. Yeah, HER...the bald girl that made all that fuss years ago. Anyway, I've been a fan for years....this latest album is great because her voice is a perfect compliment to the laid back reggae tunes.

There's this one song called "Curly Locks", where I suppose she's talking to a guy in the song and saying like, "Curly Locks, now that I'm a dreadlocks....Your mama say you shouldn't be playing with me"

There's one line that I've been singing all this time and I thought it said, "Curly Locks, your father is a pork chop...and he don't want you dealing with me" Pork Chop?! I knew that couldn't have been it, but I sat there listening to it very closely and couldn't make out what it was. Come to find out she's saying "...your father is a poacher"

OOOOOOH. The mystery is solved! Perhaps having a father who's a pork chop can't be all that bad can it? You'll never go hungry.

I have a history of making up my own words. Mom will tell you I had this song in Kindergarten where I sang "B.I.B.L.G. a jo jo said for me... ". It wasn't until my brother later learned the same song and sang, "B.I.B.L.E, Jesus sang for me..." that we all learned what it really was.

HEY, we all have hidden talents....singing is just not one of mine ok?