One of those wierd moments, when songs segue into each other and all of a sudden you find yourself with one line from a song echoing through your head and absolutely no idea what the name of the song is.
I started off thinking about the cigarette lighters in "My Immortal" during the Evanescence concert, which triggered "Qui a le droit" (a cigarette lighter anthem if ever there were one), which kicked off:
"He, Dag mijn kleine lieve meid.."[1]
and stuck there. I ended up having to mentally sing the entire way through what I remembered of the verse to work out that it was, in fact "Brandweer" by Clouseau (I'd already worked out the band, given that I only know lyrics to two Flemish bands, and it definitely wasn't anything by De Kreuners!)
But I could not, for the life of me, remember what it was called until I managed to get to the chorus. And then I couldn't remember any other tracks from that CD. (And now I've managed to find a list of what was on Hoezo I've got "Bicycle" by Queen running through my head. Damn similar track titles!) Time to pull out the old stuff again methinks.
And just so I know for next time:
( lyrics in full from the website - song summary: wanna shag? )[1]the website has the lyric as "he dag mijn lieve kleine meid", so I'm not even remembering it accurately after all that. No surprises there, I've spent about 3 weeks with
one line from "You can go your own way" by Fleetwood Mac running through my head and I'm not sure if it's right either. And I can't remember the second line to save myself.
[2]As if anyone was going to dump him.. um, see footnote four.
[3]
that's the line I can never remember!
[4]and I still reckon that's dodgy - what friggin' verdriet, she probably shacked up with someone way better looking - but then again at 18 I was totally in love with the lead singer so I guess it was possible that there was in fact no one better looking and therefore that would be the only possible response. ;-) Wonder what he looks like now. If I make it to Yurp this year I'll have to look out for him.
Edited to add: found the Clouseau site with photos. Koen Wauters is still sex on a stick.