Posted on 12/06/2016 7:30:15 AM PST by SeekAndFind
I wish this was a fake news satirical story, but sadly, it’s true. Liberal activists are outraged that the seasonal song Baby it’s Cold Outside should be banned because, wait for it, it promotes sexual harrassment and non-consensual sex.
It’s a movement that started a few years ago and has been taken up with more fervor and passion every Christmas season. But this season, the movement has gained steam because, according to HuffPo, a pair of songwriters have offered up alternate lyrics to make the song more politically correct, socially acceptable, and completely awful:
The duo, singer-songwriters Lydia Liza and Josiah Lemanski, told CNN that they felt that the original song was “aggressive and inappropriate,” arguing that the listener never finds out what happens to the woman in the song.
“You never figure out if she gets to go home. You never figure out if there was something in her drink. It just leaves you with a bad taste in your mouth,” said Liza.
The couple’s revised lyrics are adorably consensual, opening with “I really can’t stay” sung by Liza and “Baby, I’m fine with that” sung by Lemanski.
Most notably, when Liza sings, “I ought to say no, no, no,” Lemanksi responds with “You reserve the right to say no.”
The rest of the lyrics include a reference to Pomegranate La Croix (we’re unclear as to whether or not this flavor exists, but we’d totally drink it if it were real), as well as plans for a date at The Cheesecake Factory.
Here’s the audio for your listening displeasure:
CLICK ABOVE LINK FOR THE SONG
Of course, these feminists aren’t the first reactionaries to raise a concern about the racy song. One Sayyid Qutb, Islamist and father of the Muslim Brotherhood which eventually brought us Al Qaeda was scandalized by the song when he lived in the US back in the 1950s as part of a student exchange program. In his book The America I Have Seen, the Egyptian wrote:
The dance hall convulsed to the tunes on the gramophone and was full of bounding feet and seductive legs … Arms circled waists, lips met lips, chests met chests, and the atmosphere was full of passion….And the Father chose. He chose a famous American song called ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside,’ which is composed of a dialog between a boy and a girl returning from an evening date.
So the American left, with their penchant for totalitarian control over our behaviors and thoughts, have come full circle and alligned with Islamist totalitarians who wish to do the same. Symetrical, right?
Meanwhile, let’s cleanse ourselves from having to ponder the PC version of this wonderful, Frank Loesser song by observing how it was utilized in the 1949 film Neptune’s Daughter where Ricardo Montelban seduces Esther Williams. Keep watching though. Because this date rape anthem is also used by Betty Garret to seduce Red Skelton. Outrageous… absolutely outrageous. No means no, Betty!
“Who sits around and thinks this s*** up?”
I don’t know the names but one thing’s for sure - they all live off the American taxpayer one way or another. And they got to where they are by whinning, not working.
Just for this reason alone I am making this a holiday favorite.
Scandalous.
At lest those lyrics can be posted in polite company. Can’t do that with progressive-approved rap “music”.
My stepdaughter was here during a college break a couple of Christmases ago and announced how thissong was sexist, misogynist, pro-rape, etc. It was annoying yet comical. For a girl with absolutely no experience of life in the matters of men and women, she sure had it all figured out.
cripes...it used to be open-toe shoes...
Interesting you mention that. An office co-worker yesterday said that there is a push to take “Rudolph” off the air now because of all the negativity it presents to our youth (Rudolph’s dad tries to hide his “shame”....Cornelius has a (gasp) gun...oh, and the misfits are segregated/banished....etc). Wait for it. It will soon just be a fond memory, not a Christmas tradition.
Replace Baby It’s Cold Outside with Bitch, I’m Bill Cosby.
“The couple’s revised lyrics are adorably consensual, opening with “I really can’t stay” sung by Liza and “Baby, I’m fine with that” sung by Lemanski.
Most notably, when Liza sings, “I ought to say no, no, no,” Lemanksi responds with “You reserve the right to say no.””
Apparently “adorably consensual” means “completely unromantic”.
Currently #1 on the top 100:
Lyrics
Black beatles in the city be back immediately to confiscate the moneys
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL!
I sent flowers, but you said you didn’t receive ‘em
But you said you didn’t need them
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle
Gettin’ so cold I’m not blinkin’
What in the world was I thinkin’?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothing to explain
I’m a fuckin black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin John Lennon lenses like to see ‘em spread eagle
Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table
Screamin’ “everybody’s famous”
Like clockwork, I blow it all
And get some more
Get you somebody that can do both
Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling
She think she love me
I think she trollin’
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle
Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes
A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe
A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo
Black man, yellow Lamb’, real life goals
They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door
There’s so much money on the floor we buyin school clothes
Watch me break the money machine till her clothes fall
Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo
I eurostep past a hater like I’m Rondo
I upgrade your baby mama to a condo
My Chapos servin’ yayo to the gringos
Black Beatle, club close when I say so
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle
She’s a good teaser, and we blowin’ reefer
Your body like a work of art, baby
Don’t fuck with me, I’ll break your heart, baby
D&G on me, I got a lot of flavor
15 hundred on my feet, I’m tryna kill these haters
I had haters when I was broke, I’m rich, I still got haters
I had hoes when I was broke, I’m rich, I’m still a player
I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80’s
I’ve been blowin’ OG Kush, I feel a lil’ sedated
I can’t worry about a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle
Leave Me Alone, by Helen Reddy
Chorus:Leave me alone, won't you leave me alone
Please leave me alone, now, leave me alone
Leave me alone, please leave me alone, yes leave me
Leave me alone, won't you leave me alone
Please leave me alone, now leave me alone
Leave me alone, just leave me alone, oh leave me...
You Can't Change That, by Raydio
You're the only one I love
And you can't change that
You're the only one I need
And you can't change thatNow you can try if you want to
You can change your telephone number
And you can change your address too
But you can't stop me from loving you
No, you can't change that, no, noYou can change the color of your hair
And you can change the clothes you wear
But you'll never change the way I care
No, you can't change that
If they are really outraged, they should boycott the Raydio song, because it's about a guy who says he'll track down a girl after she moves away, changes her phone number, and changes her hair and clothing style to get away from him.
-PJ
I have to admit, there’s a line in the song where the female singer asks if there is something in the drink that seems, in the age of “Roofies” to be a little “date rapey.”
OTOH, that doesn’t apply when Dean Martin sings it because you know she’s just asking about how he mixes his drinks.
You want to keep Rudolph on the air? Just tell the Social Justice Warriors it is a metaphor for a young, gay, reindeer coming to terms with his sexuality.
It really isnt even a Christmas song.
It can be cold outside in March!
One of many that need to be banned. Let’s start with “Last Christmas”.
Can we ban Lennon’s “Imagine” from the Christmas song list. That song has nothing to do with Christmas and is an ode to godless communism.
“Recall The Beginning... A Journey From Eden” (1972)
THE STEVE MILLER BAND
“Enter Maurice”
Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah
Enter Maurice
My dearest darling, come closer to Maurice so I can whisper
sweet words of epismetology in your ear and speak to you of
the pompitous of love. Even though our road is rough and
long, for you to leave me at this time darling, must surely
be wrong. So come back and reconsider one more thing. Maurice
is the only one to make your little heart sing.
Ooh mama ooh, ooh mama ooh
How can you do the things that you do?
Ooh mama ooh, ooh mama ooh
I’m gonna buy you some brand new shoes
I’m gonna buy you some brand new shoes
Enter Maurice
I don’t know why you won’t make no more apple pie. Since you’ve
been gone it’s been starvation mama, ever since I lost my
probation. Don’t you remember the time that you ended up in
jail? That’s right darling, it was Maurice who went your bail.
Now, there’s just one more thing that I want to say before you turn
and walk away.
Bom Bom Bom Bom do wah da di dit
Bom Bom Bom Bom do wah da di dit
Bom Bom Bom Bom do wah da di dit...
Darling please, don’t walk out that door, you must reconsider
darling, you’ve done it so many times before. It’s not too late,
It’s never too late, precious one, for Maurice to love you.
Just remember sweetheart, I bought myself a gun and I will be
the only one.
Christmas in that Swift song is superfluous. It is just another Swift break up song.
Until they do, I say they are hypocrites to be mocked, not to be taken seriously :)
Just replace it with “Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw.”
Well, it’s an “adult” Christmas song. Though, I don’t think kids are generally sharp enough or aware enough to pick up on the subtext. I certainly didn’t until I was older.
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