Aaron's Party
Good news: I woke up in the middle of the night last night and remembered.
Bad news: It’s not a good idea. It’s actually awful.
But I’m going to write it anyway.
I was so excited about it that I actually left myself a love note in the middle of the night. In all caps. Which apparently makes autocorrect peace out.
Anyway…I recently purchased some new shoes (for 71% off on clearance, SAY WHAAAAT) that I LOVE. They’re super cute, comfortable, practical…and they’re white. Nikes.
Now I have the pleasure of saying, “Sure put my new white Nikes to the test,” any time I do anything, and it usually results in at least a pity smirk from Sean.
This new purchase brought Aaron’s Party back into my life, and my “brilliant” blog post idea was to break down the lyrics. Sorry.
Here's a little bit of old school for ya
That goes a little something like this
I always tried to be the flyest kid in the block
The popular one with the rising stocks
Confession: I always thought he was saying “rising socks,” and I was like, “Really? Popular with high socks? Those were not popular when this song was. (Side note: Now they are – or, at least, last I checked they are, and I do not get it. I never thought scrunchies would come back either though, yet here we are.)
So that's when I had this bright idea
Throw the party of the month?
No, the party of the year
Ok, buddy, you’re setting the bar kinda high here. This is bound to be a disaster.
All the fine girls couldn't turn it down
Now all I gotta do is get my parents out
Should I send them to a movie?
No, send them to a show
Let me think, hmm
It's gotta be long though
What kind of show are we talking here? A play? Are you talking about a play, Aaron?
I said Mom, Dad, yo why ya sittin' home
It's a Friday night. Have you seen Aunt Jo?
It’s kind of rude to assume that your sweet Aunt Jo doesn’t have anything better to do with her Friday nights than sit around and wait for a call from Mr. and Mrs. Carter, but ok.
And don't worry about stayin' out too long
Don't fuss over me, I'll be fine alone
“Party of the year?” All evidence points to the contrary.
Have a good time
The door bell rings 'cause the party's here
I'm crankin' up the stereo like it's New Year’s
Walkin' 'round the house like who's Da Man
(Everybody do it like Aaron can)
No one likes a boy with a big head, sweetie.
First on the floor, you know that's me
Bustin' out the moves like it's MTV
I guess this was back when MTV still showed music videos.
I'm guessin' where I'm goin' 'cause I lost my head
Then I jumped on table, this is what I said
People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
Everyone together sing it loud
(Come get it)
Jump all around come on
(Come get it)
What
(Come get it)
Say it again
(Come get it)
People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
From the left to the right, make noise
(Come get it)
Here we go now, come on
Uh uh what what
Na na na na
Na na na na
If I was a party guest, I would probably leave at this point. L. A. M. E.
Things are goin' great
Then to my surprise
Some people walked in, I didn't recognize
I said fellows yo ya gotta get out
(Hey man, we heard this was an open house)
Open house?
(Yeah that's what the flyers said)
I didn't put out flyers!
(Well somebody did)
HOLD ON. Who caught wind that Aaron Carter was having a party and decided to run out and print up a bunch of flyers? Whoever it was sounds like a real go-getter and is probably doing amazing things with his/her life now. Also, kids have it so easy these days. If you wanted to invite everyone to “the party of the year,” all you’d have to do is hit up social media. This poor bastard had to run out to Office Depot with his floppy disk, pay $0.10 a page, and Aaron doesn’t even appreciate the publicity.
Then walked in
The girl I'm crushin'
And the kid spilled juice
On my mom's new cushion
Juice? I’m out.
I turned around
Another kid broke a lamp
(I hope they weren't expensive)
They got them from France
I wonder if Aaron Carter has a t-shirt that says, “My parents went to France, and all they got was this lamp” with a picture of the lamp.
For now I won't sweat it
I'll clean it up later
There's a honey over there
And I really want to meet her
Didn’t the “girl that [you’re] crushin’” just walk in? The hormones on these kids.
People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
Everyone together sing it loud
(Come get it)
Jump all around come on
(Come get it)
What?
(Come get it)
Say it again here we go, uh
(Come get it)
People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
From the left to the right, make noise
(Come get it)
Here we go now, come on
Uh uh what what
AC's in the house, here we go
Come with it
Break it down
(Go go go go go)
Is that a car door
Oh. Snap.
Oh dang I'm in trouble
Everybody get out now
On the double
I'm dead (you're done) that's it for me
I'm gonna be picked off my family tree
Should Sean and I ever decide to have children, I’m totally using this as a threat. “Clean your room, or I will pick you OFF that family tree, Sean Jr.!”
Once Mom finds out 'bout this party I had
I don't want to even start thinkin' about dad
I'm hustlin' around the house
Trying to clean up the mess
I sure put my new white Nikes to the test
HEY-O! I bet your white Nikes were not nearly as tested as mine last weekend. (Monster Jam.)
The car door slammed
And they're walking up the steps
I guess life is good with 10 seconds left
(Aaron)
Grounded
Aaron C’s in the house, come on
(Come get it)
Uh uh what what
Sorry.