Get Me Bodied!

Baby’s music lacks of flair. They are dull. Lots of pretentious lyrics such as: “three little monkeys jumping on the bed,” “hickory dickory dock,” to “marry had a little lamb.” Who cares three monkeys screwed the bed, even if they’re doing hickory dickory kickory rock on the bed—aint anybody business. Ah yes Marry had a little lamb, and I had my lamb chop dinner. Why they wont let my generation hear our own hand picked music?

As a three years old girl, unconsciously movements are common. It happens since I was three months old. That was “Never Felt Like This Before” by Shaznay Lewis giggled my ears—yes, I’ve never felt like that before—and made my body joggled. They also called “Joged” in Indonesian.

There are three music beats that turn my body moves unconsciously: rap tap tap tap tap rap tap!… and bum bum tap bum bum tap!... and snap snap snap wack wack snap! As heard on Dangdut, Hip Hops and the one at my gymboree classes.

Gettin bodied… gettin bodied… want my body… don’t you want get me bodied? Hey tap hey tap hey clap hey clap hey clap (Beyonce)—this is what I call music!!