#MusicMonday – Glitter on the mattress…

Welcome to this week’s #MusicMonday!!! This is my opportunity to share a track of my liking with you lovely people, all in the name of #MusicMonday, the brainchild of the Tattooed Book Geek, Drew! Don’t forget the #MusicMonday playlist on Spotify, where you can listen to all my choices.

Today’s choice was inspired by last Thursday afternoon when I had a bit of an 80s fest to finish my working week following a conversation with a teammate about childhood tunes. This track takes me back not only to the late 80s but also to my uni days when it was a stalwart of the cheesy nights out in Lancaster, Morecambe and Preston…I know all the words (well my version, I may have learnt the proper ones prepping this post) and it brings such a big smile to my face when I hear it… enjoy…

Love Shack by The B52s

If you see a faded sign at the side of the road that says
“15 miles to the Love Shack”
Love Shack, yeah, yeah
I’m heading down the Atlanta highway
Looking for the love getaway
Headed for the love getaway
I got me a car, it’s as big as a whale
And we’re headin’ on down to the Love Shack
I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20
So hurry up and bring your jukebox money

The love shack is a little old place where
We can get together
Love Shack, baby (the Love Shack, baby)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at)

Sign says (woo), “Stay away, fools”
‘Cause love rules at the Love Shack
Well, it’s set way back in the middle of a field
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back
Glitter on the mattress
Glitter on the highway
Glitter on the front porch
Glitter on the highway

The Love Shack is a little old place where
We can get together
Love Shack, baby (Love Shack, baby)
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at

Hugging and a-kissing
Dancing and a-loving
Wearing next to nothing ’cause it’s hot as an oven
The whole shack shimmies
Yeah, the whole shack shimmies
The whole shack shimmies when everybody’s moving around
And around and around and around

Everybody’s moving, everybody’s grooving, baby
Folks linin’ up outside just to get down
Everybody’s moving, everybody’s grooving, baby
Funky little shack
Funky little shack!

Hop in my Chrysler
It’s as big as a whale and it’s about to set sail
I got me a car, it seats about 20
So come on and bring your jukebox money

The Love Shack is a little old place where
We can get together
Love Shack, baby (the Love Shack, baby)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at, yeah)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at)

Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
Knock a little louder, baby
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
I can’t hear you
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
Knock a little louder, sugar
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
I can’t hear you
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby (knock a little louder)
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby (knock a little louder)
Bang, bang (on the door, baby)
Bang, bang (on the door)
Everybody’s moving, everybody’s grooving, baby
Bang, bang

You’re what?
Tin roof, rusted

Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at, yeah)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (love, baby, that’s where it’s at)
At the Love Shack

Songwriters: Pierson Catherine E, Schneider Frederick William, Strickland J Keith, Wilson Cynthia L