Saturday, November 27, 2010

Earworm: Ice Ice Baby

Who doesn't know this song? I begged. I pleaded. I talked my mom into buying me a copy of Vanilla Ice's To the Extreme when I was sick and she was picking up some cold medicines from the then-new Target Greatland. She brought it home, I pressed play and...

...the rest of the album sucked. The lyrics were so overly sexual and cartoonish that even my seventh-grade self made fun of them.

I love "Havin' a Roni" though. It's worth it just for Rob Van Winkel's Popeye-scat routine.

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