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50 Shades of Mmmbop

Last week I finished covering the last 50 Shades book.  After each of the preceding books, I published a reflection on the book.  Usually this consisted of a rant, followed by another rant, followed by still more ranting.  I figured I’d do the same thing one last time.  Except when I try to think of that series, I mean anything in any of those books, all I come up with is . . . um.  Uhmm.  Mmm.  Mmmmmbop, Mmm bop, ba duba dop, ba du bop, ba duba dop, ba du bop, ba duba dop, Ba du.

I bet you thought you’d forgotten that song, right?  But it popped into my head the other day and it still hasn’t left.  You know what’s really, really bad though?  I like that song.  It’s a dopey, pointless, nonsensical, bubble-gum pop sung by prepubescent little brats, but gosh darn it’s freaking catchy.  And it has now filled that void in my head left by 50 Shades.  I have to say . . . I like Hanson much, much better than Christian, Ana, E.L. James, Puff the Magic Dragon, and all the other characters in that series.

So since the song is now in my brain, I figured I might as well buy the stupid song and play it for my kids.  Because I’m going to be forced to listen to teeny bopper stuff anyway, so it might as well be my teeny bopper stuff.  That’s all I’m saying.  And when I got home the other day we played the song and the Things and I danced like Peanuts characters while holding hands, boing, boing, boing and it was fun.  They like the song too, and now it’s in their brains, and they will probably spread it to their friends.  There might be a Hanson revival.  I don’t care.  It still beats that Wrong Direction group that’s big right now.

Oh, and since I didn’t know any of the lyrics to that song except “Mmmbop” which is what I sing throughout the entire song, even when they are supposedly singing other words, I looked them up on Google. I found them on www.elyrics.net.  You’re welcome.  As it turns out, the lyrics really do reflect on 50 Shades of Grey.  Here’s a sample:

In an mmm bop they’re gone.
In an mmm bop they’re not there.
In an mmm bop they’re gone.
In an mmm bop they’re not there.
Until you lose your hair. But you don’t care.

That’s so true, Hanson.  So true.  And just because I love you guys, I included a link to the video for your viewing pleasure.  Enjoy.  And Mmmbop.