Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Can't Break My Eyes Off Of You

Yesterday’s post was so kindly received by my melahomies of the ocular persuasion that I thought I’d try another one. But this time on the lighter side.

Hoping for some new pharmaceutical breakthrough treatments for ocular melanoma, here’s an ode to OM to the tune of “Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You” from Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons…



You're just too rude to be true.
Can't break my eyes off of you.
You'd be like heaven to bust.
I wanna scold you so much.
At long last drugs have arrived.
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too rude to be true.
Can't break my eyes off of you.

Pardon the way that I care.
There's nothing else to compare.
The fright of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak.
But if you feel like I feel.
Please let me know that you’ll reel.
You're just too rude to be true.
Can't take my eyes off of you.

I’ll shove you baby, and if it's quite all right,
I’ll beat you baby, and scorn this lonely plight.
I’ll shove you baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh ‘pretty’ baby, don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh ‘pretty’ baby, now that I found you. Pray.

And let me shove you, baby. Let me shove you ...

I’ll shove you baby, and if it's quite allright,
I’ll beat you baby, and scorn this lonely plight.
I’ll shove you baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh ‘pretty’ baby, don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh ‘pretty’ baby, now that I found you. Pray.

Oh pretty baby. Trust in me when I say: Oh pretty baby ...

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