Singalong! Hey Ya by Outkast

Outkast's dance hall sensation Hey Ya song was suuuuuuper popular when I was in university.  It was one of those songs that suddenly changed our everyday lives, because you could no longer suggest that a person shake anything, be it a bottle of juice, a duster to get the dirt off of it, a can of paint, or even their booty, without someone qualifying that the should shake it "like a polaroid picture."

I thought very little of this song until a couple years later when my friend made me a mix CD (remember those?  Simpler times...) with a soft, soulful cover of Hey Ya on it.  Suddenly, I actually paid attention to the lyrics, and suddenly, I realized that this song is sad and meaningful!  Check it out and see for yourself.  You just have to look past the lines like "I just wanna make you cumma" and the demand that women shake their bodies around to make it worthwhile for the male musicians to, you know, play their instruments well.

And for your soulful reference, Matt Weddle's cover that gave me a new appreciation for the song:

by Outkast

My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for sure.
Uh, But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me
Walk out the door.
Don't try to fight the feelin'
'Cause the thought alone is killing me right now..
Uh, thank god for mom and dad
For sticking two together
'Cause we don't know how...

Hey... ya.
Hey ya.

You think you've got it
Oh, you think you've got it
But got it just don't get it
'Til there's nothing at all
We get together
Oh, we get together
But separate's always better when there's feelings involved
If what they say is "Nothing is forever"
Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes
Then what makes, what makes, what makes love the exception
So why you, why you
Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial
When we know we're not happy here...
Y'all don't want me here you just wanna dance

Hey... ya. (OH OH)
Hey ya. (OH OH)
Hey... ya. (Don't want to meet your daddy, OH OH)
Hey ya. (Just want you in my Caddy OH OH)
Hey... ya. (OH OH, don't want to meet yo' mama OH OH)
Hey ya. (Just want to make you cumma OH OH)
Hey... ya. (I'm, OH OH I'm, OH OH)
Hey ya. (I'm just being honest OH OH, I'm just being honest)

Hey, alright now
Alright now fellas yeah!
Now what's cooler than bein' cool?
I can't hear ya'
I say what's, what's cooler than bein' cool?
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright,
OK now ladies (yeah!)
Now we gon' break this thing down in just a few seconds
Now don't have me to break this thing down for nothing
Now I wanna see y'all on your baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor
Uh! Here we go know...
Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it (oh oh)
Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake it (oh oh)
Shake it, shake it like a Polaroid Picture, shake it, shake it
Shh you got to, shake it, shh shake it, shake it, got to shake it
(Shake it sugar) shake it like a Polaroid Picture

Now all Beyoncé's and Lucy Liu's
And baby dolls, get on the floor
(Get on the floor)
You know what to do.
You know what to do.
You know what to do!

Hey... ya. (OH OH)

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