One day this week (I can't remember what day, the reasons for which I will explain), I was driving home from school blasting the radio, singing along when I realized the reason why I can't remember my relatives birthdays, any of the Presidents besides Washington, Lincoln, Kennedy, and Clinton, and how to do simple algebra is because most of my brain is occupied with remembering the lyrics to 80s pop songs.
"I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep."
"My Sherona. My, my, my, my Sherona. My, my, my, my, my. Whoo!"
"Wake me up before you go-go, 'cuz I'm not plannin' on goin' solo. Wake me up before you go-go. Take me dancin' tonight. I wanna hit that high!"
"You're too shy-shy, hush hush I know why. Too shy-shy. Hush Hush."
"In the shower, I'm afraid to wash my hair. Cuz I might open my eyes and find someone standing there."
"Imagination never lets us take blame."
"Black cars look better in the shade."
"'Cuz there is something about you, baby, so right. Wouldn't be here without you, oh oh, tonight."
Did I mention I saw Rick Springfield on an infomercial selling an 80s compilation CD?
I thought: "I wanna tell her that I love her but the point is probably moot."
Also, this doesn't qualify as pop exactly, but I found myself singing it in the car today.
"Out of luck, out of love. Got a photograph, picture of."
And can anyone tell me when Depeche Mode became Classic Rock?
A free 80s mix tape to anyone who can name the sources of the lyrics above.
I will probably forget (soon) your names in order to make room for more song lyrics. I apologize in advance.