The Energon Pub

I resolved to call her up
A thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me
In some old-fashioned way
- Every little thing she does is magic by The Police

For years as a teen I thought the words were:
I resort to cholera
A thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me
In some old-fashioned way


And I'm thinking what a deranged individual.

'The answer, my friends, is blowing in the wind' - Bob Dylan

Misheard as: 'The ants are my friends, they're blowing in the wind'.

That's a classic.