{"id":49,"date":"2005-11-04T02:37:00","date_gmt":"2005-11-04T02:37:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=49"},"modified":"2015-09-22T19:14:42","modified_gmt":"2015-09-23T02:14:42","slug":"hasta-la-vista-mcheri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2005\/11\/04\/hasta-la-vista-mcheri\/","title":{"rendered":"Hasta la Vista, M’Cheri"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Hasta<\/p>\n

B<\/span>reaking up… sometimes it’s hard to do, sure. Still, often enough, it produces a grim satisfaction. Like finally getting around to pulling that ol’ stump out in back of the shed or cleaning the attic or finally having the doc take care of that boil on your…<\/p>\n

Anyhow<\/span>, the title of this ditty is a tip of the ol’ beret to those dadaesque 70s cult art-glamsters, Sparks. (We shall not mention their new wave career in the 80s.) Unfortunately, the name of the song in question escapes me.<\/p>\n

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Hasta la Vista, m’Cheri<\/strong><\/p>\n

I’m sorry I have to go
\nbut I thought you might like to know
\nit’s not my heart
\nthat bade us part
\nIt’s my soul
\nthat said I had to go<\/p>\n

Sometimes love tears us apart
\nsometimes it’s best not to start
\nsometimes you find
\nthat love’s truly blind
\nand usually you’re just not too smart<\/p>\n

(So it’s)
\n“Hasta la vista mon cheri,”
\nIt’s just another way to say “Ciao, Baby”
\nSayanora, auf weidersein
\nI’ll see you when I see you again.<\/p>\n

I don’t know when I’ll see you again
\nbut at least we’re parting as friends
\nMaybe I lied
\noh, but Baby I tried…
\nA mistake I won’t be making again.<\/p>\n

I’m sorry I have to go
\nbut I thought you might like to know
\nIt’s not my heart
\nthat says we must part
\nIt’s my shrink that says you gotta go<\/p>\n

Copyright 1986, 2005
\nT.K. Major<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Breaking up… sometimes it’s hard to do, sure. Still, often enough, it produces a grim satisfaction. Like finally getting around to pulling that ol’ stump out in back of the shed or cleaning the attic or finally having the doc take care of that boil on your… Anyhow, the title of this ditty is a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"pgc_meta":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[48,670],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=49"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1474,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49\/revisions\/1474"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=49"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=49"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=49"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}