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The Friday Playlist --The I'm embarrassed to have this on my Ipod edition

Sure, there are plenty of embarrassing musical phases I have been through….like the Spice Girls or Hanson or Air Supply or Public Enemy (and for the record, I still like Air Supply)…….but these are songs that are currently on my ipod.

Party in the USA – Miley Cyrus. Yep. I paid 99cents for this and love to run to it. Tess surprisingly hates this song. Her daddy is so proud.

Redneck Girl – Bellamy Brothers. Ok, I am so city girl with my lattes and sushi and like to pretend to like hip indie folky artists……..but this song makes me want to hop in the back of my brothers truck head into the country and catch some fish, pick some dewberrys or shoot at empty cans.

Ice Ice Baby – Vanilla Ice. Even Owen is starting to learn the words. As far as I am concerned, this song is a classic.

Material Girl – Madonna. Ok there is NOTHING embarrassing about Madonna. But if you happened to pull up next to me at a red light while I sang and DANCED along to this one……..well that could get embarrassing.

Fireflies – Owl City. This song should teach me to wait a good week before buying a song that gets popular radio play. If I hear this song on the radio one more time, I just might vomit.

Everything is Boinga – Backyardagins. Yes I have small children. And to my defense, this one is sung by Alica Keys.

My Humps – Black Eyed Peas. Ok, this one should have never been purchased in the first place…much less….kept in the rotation.

Party Like a Rock Star - -Kids Bop. Not sure which one is more embarrassing – this song or that it is the Kids Bop version.

I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas – Gretchen Wilson. No comment.

Fast Car – Tracy Chapman. Ok, this is not an embarrassing choice. I still love the song……….but what is embarrassing is that I used to think that Tracy Chapman and Lenny Kravitz were the same person. I also got Boy George and Cindy Lauber confused ( but that one is a little tricky!).

So time to fess up, what embarrassing tracks do you still listen too?




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Nell said…
ice ice baby --- oh no you didn't! ;) love it.

nell
March 5, 2010 at 6:23 PM
samskat said…
i found a whole radio station in tulsa that is dedicated to gen-x. it is like listening to a soundtrack of my life since 13. AWESOME. and there is nothing wrong with ice ice baby. rump shaker, though? yeah, i went there.
March 6, 2010 at 11:16 AM
Margie said…
I LOVE Everything is Boinga.
March 7, 2010 at 7:37 AM
Dawn said…
I wanna hippopotamus for Christmas is one of my ALL TIME FAVORITES!!! Poor Brent has to endure me calling and blaring it into the phone when I hear it on the radio. Definitely need to put it on my iPod!!! So, I have:

I Love a Rainy Night by Eddie Rabbit
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper

and lots of others that I would be embarrassed for you to see! :o)
March 7, 2010 at 6:22 PM
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