All the Single Gloves

It’s no secret that this winter’s been a long, brutal one. I think it may be contributing to a certain seriousness on my part–I actually have several incomplete drafts for this blog, but I’ve lost steam part way through, party as I find them no fun. Meanwhile, I’ve found myself specifically frustrated with the fact that my children are down to single gloves, their partners unable to found. Maybe they’re in the school lost and found? Sigh…I really don’t care at this point.

Meanwhile, I must have heard Beyoncé’s “Single Ladies” recently–or maybe it just jumped into my head looking at single gloves. I’m not a singer, and it turns out that parodying a song is rather tricky, but here’s a bit that maybe you, too, can try to sing and you rifle through what’s left of your winter gloves.

(Please note…if someone runs with this as an actual spoofed song on youtube and I fail to get any mention, I’ll be kicking myself.)

 

All the Single Gloves (Put A String On It)

All the single gloves (all the single gloves)                                                                                      All the single gloves (all the singles gloves)                                                                                      All the single gloves (all the single gloves)                                                                                      All the single gloves                                                                                                                            Now put your hands up

Winter’s been long, full of snow                                                                                                        We still need to wear our gloves                                                                                                       But lookin’ around, two can’t be found, one must have gotten lost                                              I got one here, another one there, but none of them are matching                                       Can’t buy anymore, they’re not longer in the store                                                               Target’s just selling things for spring

‘Cause if you liked ’em then you should have put a string on it                                                     If you liked ’em then you should’ve put a string on it                                                                  Like a pre-school kid run ’em through your sleeves a bit                                                               If you liked ’em then you should’ve put a string on it

Wuh uh oh uh uh oh oh uh oh u h uh oh                                                                                       Wuh uh oh uh uh oh oh uh oh uh uh oh

 

 

 

 

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4 Responses to All the Single Gloves

  1. Pam Houghton says:

    Deb – you have talent as a songwriter! Pretty funny. I imagine many moms can relate to your dilemma. Can the summer please get here, please, pretty please?

    • Pets to Go says:

      Pam,
      Thanks for the comment–I think I burned out on full lyrics, but hey, I’m neither Beyoncé nor a youtube star:) Meanwhile, yes, at least spring needs to get here!

  2. lpon45 says:

    Great, now the song is stuck in my head … thanks, Deb!

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