[lit-ideas] Dr. Feelgood and the Interns
- From: Jlsperanza@xxxxxxx
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sun, 22 Aug 2004 21:45:38 EDT
Correction.
I wrote that Geary said that Aretha Franklin was known as "The Negro
Problem". This is not true. What Geary was referring to was to a different
song, by
a different group (or performer).
As you may remember, Geary wrote, patronisingly, in reply to M. Chase's
plead for ignorance:
>>>At least not in any Dr. Feelgood way.
>>M.C. I don't know what you mean by [that].
>Yeah, you have to be familiar with ...
>The Negro Problem. It's
>one of the songs. Pretty esoteric reference.
>Shouldn't have used it, but I like pulling
>cheap shots like that.
I append below the lyrics -- the refrain goes, "_She_'s really daddy
feelgood" -- a different sort of innuendo from Aretha Franklin's subtlety (and
rhyme
"pills" with "ills".
Note that the Negro Problem's version makes no mention to the fact that she
is _doctor_ feelgood, but "daddy feelgood" rather. Maybe it's about time to
_mailto:oed3@xxxxxxxxxx (mailto:oed3@xxxxxxxxx) about this use, too.
Cheers,
JL
SHE'S REALLY DADDY FEELGOOD
Verse
The lady of the manor
Requested you for dinner
Then set upon her plate
Scream jockey's on a winner
While peeling warm bananas
And shining up her gate
The model with the paddle
Disarmed you with a riddle
And bade you come again
One seated in the middle
Good riddance to the saddle
Up to your neck in gin
REFRAIN
Everybody knows that
She's really daddy feelgood
Yeah Yeah
Everybody knows that
She's really daddy feelgood
Yeah Yeah
A a a a ah (yeah)
A a a a ah
It was sent home to the projects
To polish up your pretext
Email sent by the demon
Who dig being your rejects
Your shiny black art objects
Spray hieroglyphs of s*men
Dear Mrs. Oorter's daughter
Succumbed to my dark order
I burned her at my stake
And spray my holy w*ter
Across her burning border
Called it the Northridge Quake
mmm and then I did it
Everybody knows that
She's really daddy feelgood
Yeah Yeah
Everybody knows that
She's really daddy feelgood
Yeah Yeah
A a a a ah (yeah)
A a a a ah
A patio of witches
Synchronized their bodywatches
While dancing round the queue
The studs adjust their notches
But i prefer the bitches
With sundials made of you
A swampy fertile playground
I think i've got the lowdown
On Mrs. Porter's girl
See I'm just her stack of cards to blow down
A toy she can spin round and round
Just watch me as i twirl
Can you dig it?
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
A a a a ah (yeah)
A a a a ah
Remarked the frigid countess
A tight black leather night vest
The branding iron waits
And every freakish request
Seems to please the cotelle no less
He just likes to watch the plates.
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
Everybody knows that she's really daddy feelgood Yeah
Yeah
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