Story Behind The Song

I wrote this song to "get back" at my husband for all those videos he has taken over the years.

Song Description

This song "gets mad" at people who film you eating at family parties, especially the awkward moments you wish weren't on camera.

Lyrics

My husband has a video cam.
He likes to hold it in his hand
And stick it up against his eye.
Then he becomes a SPY.
He?ll catch you when you?re unaware,
Scratch your nose or pick your hair.
And if you like it, if you don?t,
He will take you home!

CHORUS: Video-o-o-o-o, Video-o-o-o-o,
I?ve got my life on videotape
So you know where I?ve been and what I ate.
Video-o-o-o-o, Video-o-o-o-eee
Come on over to my house, and watch some home movies.
It?s guaranteed ?to put you to sleep!

Now one thing you don?t want to see
Is video that?s shot by me.
I?ll take your tummy for a ride
And turn the inside outside!
But if someday I get real good
I?ll send my flick to Hollywood
The audience will vote for mine
I?ll take home the grand prize CHORUS

BRIDGE: I?ll make you popcorn, fix you tea.
Give you a pillow and a blankie.
All you gotta do is say something nice.
I promise you won?t have to watch it twice.

Now all you friendly folks out there.
Scratch your nose and pick your hair.
Candid Camera?s comin? through,
Focused right on you.
I think you?re gonna be a star.
A face like yours will go real far.
So lick that spinach off your teeth.
Come on, c?mon sing with me! CHORUS