I'm shocked. Shocked, I tellya!
Probably the greatest silly pop song of all time. And somebody screwed up and missed a cue right after the end of the guitar solo, causing an extra drum riff which adds enormously to the song's appeal. A happy accident indeed. (I'm not a musician so I don't know the proper terminology.)
An earworm, yes, but it sure beats the hell out of most other earworms I've encountered.
One time, I mentioned to a friend, "I've had Song X running through my head all day."
Without missing a beat, he replied, "I'd shoot it off."
That song had actual intelligible words? Who knew!
I'm grateful to the guy who sacrificed his ears and his sanity so that we could know the lyrics, but I remember reading many years ago that the original lyrics as published were quite different, and not G-rated. A late-1960s/early-1970s book, "The Poetry of Rock", if I remember correctly, had the lyrics going something like, "Louie, Louie, get her way down low..." There were other fairly lewd references as well, lyrics that would not have made AM radio at the time. I don't know if the book had it right or not, but it sounds plausible to me.
Back in 1965-66 when I was a senior, prevailing thought was the big naughty lyric: "every night at ten, I lay her again . . . "
Kingsmen contemporaries The Wailers (also from the Northwest) recorded a version with legible lyrics around the same time. Their lyrics are identical to those printed here. They're probably better known for their instrumental hit "Tall Cool One" though.
Louie Louie brings back fond memories of long ago high school dances. 'Louie' was a dirty song. We all knew it. It couldn't be otherwise. In the immortal words of Animal House's character Flounder: "Isn't this great?"
me call challenge!
me say those not words me hear.
me tweet Holder for confirm.
It was nearly selected to be the Official State song of Washington State. See, for example, here
I seem to recall some radio station once playing a marathon session of all the recordings of that song, by various artists, that they could lay their hands on. Don't know how long that went on for. I think the time was extended because they invited callers to vote for their favorite rendition, giving them reason to play some of the versions over and over again, until a clear winner emerged. Earworm indeed!
What's funny is that I was telling my kids about Congress investigating this song just a couple of days ago. I also have to admit that I'm impressed at the effort involved here. Apparently spending the rest of his or her days in a wraparound coat and tranquilized to the gills is a small price to pay for completing this service to humanity.
There's no big mystery about the lyrics. It's a love song song in Jamaican patois .. mon. Once you understand that it's Ja-MAY-can, mon .. the song really becomes infectious
Next up: "Who Let the Dogs Out?"
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