Billie Jean

This song is HORRIBLE. And Michael Jackson is an asshole.

It's funny, because I was in my car this morning listening to the Michael Jackson tape that my sister just found (yes my ghetto car only plays tapes)and Billie Jean came on. Of course, it's a song that everyone loves, that everyone loves to dance to. I was instantly brought back to memories of prom, with Alex in the middle of the dance floor and everyone watching him. He went crazy, practically breakdancing (but really rolling around on the floor). Everyone loved his moves and the intense energy he emanated. We all wanted to be with him then, to be a part of that ardent passion.

AND THEN, when I got to work and looked up the lyrics that I can't fully understand from the song, I was shocked and appalled. Mainly because I had no idea he was such a jerk. I mean, yeah, we all know he's a pedophile rapist (not a person who rapes pedophiles, but a pedophile as well as a rapist)- but I didn't know he was like this. Don't you despise guys who get a girl pregnant then deny it? Well I do. Poor girl, that Billie Jean. Someone go send her some child support. And I wish I could say that I'm not boycotting Michael Jackson and his music, but it's just so catchy.

In case you are uninformed as I was, here are the lyrics to Billie Jean:


She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son