While we’re on the subject of song lyrics, may I share something else?
I’ve told you before that all twenty-something of my iPod playlists are themed. Surprised? Each one is fashioned around an era, a genre, a mood or a bit of subject matter, sometimes a bit subtle but always cohesive. 
Recently I went a little wild and created a playlist willy-nilly. No theme; I just named it Background Music. I made it for a little get-together, to which most invitees didn’t show, so it’ll be safe to bring out again.
Meanwhile, I put it on two CDs, in my own version of Shuffle (songs organized in alphabetical order, pretty crazy, eh?). While listening to these, I discovered that a theme has nonetheless emerged—laugh-out-loud lyrics.
For example:
“They say that absence makes the heart grow fungus.”
“I don’t remember you looking any better, but then again I don’t remember you.”
“My dog’s not in your dumpster.”
“Mama’s been cryin’ in the kitchen since morning; she cried right through As The World Turns.”
“Trying my best to set the highway on fire, but my bicycle won’t go no faster.”
“You think you’re so smart but I’ve seen you naked.”
“I dug up this old photograph; look at all that hair we had.”
“When it rains, I pour.”
Have you any of your own that might have zipped by us without notice? Do share.
So here’s how it works. The first player, who happened to be I the other night, surrenders her iPod to the leader, who pops it into the speaker system. When a song comes on, the rest of the group gives it a thumbs up, thumbs down or some sort of gesture that in essence means, make it stop—now. It’s a little like 
Word Nymph 