"she tripped the light fandango"

And "turned a whiter shade of pale", the old song goes. Another I never understood.

But at least I got the lyrics right. Far too many times going back to my early childhood when I thought Mr. Sandman was going to bring me a drink rather than a dream, I've unheard lyrics. Or wrong heard them.

"Four letter woman" is what I thought the Bee Gees were singing when it was actually "more than a woman". Now what I thought a four letter woman was, I have no clue.

As we were driving to Louisville one time with two young children in the car, one becoming quite fussy and tired, a Manilow song came on and "somewhere down the road" played over the speakers of our Trans Am. When I informed our daughter that the song lyrics were "some monkey down the road", she quieted and listen closely as I sang along with the substitionary addition.

Lyrics. There's even a show about them. The few times I've watched, well, you can imagine I haven't been very successful. I know there's a term for tone deaf; I'm not sure what's it called when you're lyrically impaired.