Lyrical Breakdown of Something About Mary - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Something About Mary" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wyclef Jean weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Something About Mary" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Wyclef Jean employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Wyclef Jean's narrative.
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Yo, I'ma dedicate this to everybody that was at Woodstock '99
DMX, Limp Bizkit, Sheryl Crow amongst many
Yo, just before I got on stage this chick came on to me
She offered me somethin'
It looked kinda strange, it was in a bag
I said, "Yo, girl, let me talk to you real quick"
Yo
I don't sniff cocaine 'cause it mess up my brain
For sexual stimulation, I never did no ecstasy
I don't pop pills, I never did no LSD
But I wouldn't mind a kiss from Ms. Mary
'Cause
She's homegrown and you can hold her in her backyard
She's homegrown and you can get a kiss in her backyard
I remember when I was a young boy
I went to my grandad, "Say, daddy can I get a puff?"
He looked at me, he says "Son, man, you're too young kid"
"When you get old enough and you understand that"
"I let you get one kiss from Ms. Mary"
'Cause
She's homegrown and you can grow her in her backyard
She's homegrown and you can hold her in her backyard
If she allows you to, you can roll her up
She's homegrown and you can kiss her in her backyard
She's homegrown,I like to be with you Ms. Mary in your backyard
That's when she looked at me, she said, "Wyclef, this what I want you to do, son"
Come on
Inhale, exhale
Exhale, inhale
Inhale, exhale
Now hold it now
Inhale, exhale
Inhale, exhale
Exhale, inhale
Now breathe in my face
Mary Jane, Mary Jane
She said that
She's homegrown, and you can grow her in her backyard
She's homegrown, she said "Clef, I'll kiss you in my backyard"
And my daddy don't need to know
She said that
I'm homegrown and you can grow me in your backyard
I'm homegrown and you don't need to worry for my backyard
That's when I said, "I'ma get in trouble, I gotta go girl"
This' what she said
Na-na-na-na, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher
Na-na-na-na, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher
Na-na-na-na, strictly la-la, to take me higher, and higher
I'm about to take it higher (come on, ya'll)
I'm about to take it higher (come on, ya'll, come on)
I'm about to take it higher (yo, and for anybody sleeping on my guitar skills)
I'm about to take it higher (it's about to beat on right about now)
Turn my guitar up, yo!
What up Jimi Hendrix? I see you baby
Yo, Carlos Santana, thanks for the lessons baby
Yo, Steve Rod, I ain't forgettin' you man
To the godfather B.B. King
And to my man Eric Clapton
I think I'm forgettin' somebody, man
The Artist, ha-haaaaa
Yo, Jerry Wonder, man, you playin that bass like Bootsie Collins, man
Don't hurt 'em baby boy