Over the past few days I have noted that the hotel's choice of music in the restaurant can be a little odd but this morning's offering really threw me. Maybe it's just me but I don't think that blatantly sexual 70s disco music is the ideal breakfast accompaniment.
Thrash Cardiom: "Oh..uh..me flakes.... scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, toast, coffee
Anita Ward: "You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell. You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell"
Thrash: "marmelade..I like marmelade... porridge..any cereal, I like all cereals"
Anita: "you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell. (ding, dong, ding, do-ong)"
Thrash: "....oh god...."
Anita: "you can ring my bell, anytime, anyway. (ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it oww!)"
Anita on youtube
(Thrash's lyrics from "Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast" by Pink Floyd)
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