This track from the Desire album, co-written by Jacques Levy, painted a very sympathetic portrait of an otherwise murderous mobster. The point of this exercise in musical bowl-swirling inexplicably must have borne repeating: “Second verse, same as the first!” Someone please tell me what this Henry could possibly be thinking … and if he truly believes that he’s going to survive this marriage. A guy marries the widow next door, whose previous seven husbands were all named Henry. Spelled H-E-N-R-Y but pronounced ’Enery, this song is just plain stupid.
“I’m Henry VIII, I Am” – Herman’s Hermits. So no flowers, warm wine, and dirty sheets await the male romantic interest who captivates the singer’s interest - but who at least spells his name in a more masculine fashion.
And I’m sure this song had nothing to do with… In its favor, the music is catchy and the song is instantly recognizable - which makes it super easy to change the radio channel immediately after the song starts. “You know I feel so dirty when they start talking cute / I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot.” And how about this couplet: “I’ve been funny I’ve been cool with the lines / Ain’t that the way love’s supposed to be?” Really, truly deep. Second, the song features some of the most insipid rhymes and god awful lyrics to ever grace the Top 40. First off, the Jessie in this song spells his name like a girl. Bad boys, bad boys… what-cha gonna do when they name a song after you? Let’s explore some of the more hideous and repulsive songs with boys’ names in the title - and thank you again, Mike Howie!
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