I love remembering a forgotten memory. The other day my girlfriend and I were texting and as a funny response (there is no real need for context here, because we are so all over the place it would be ages to give you the background) I sent her, “I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair.” And she had no clue what I was talking about.

I had not thought about that lyric for years…if not over a decade, but it was something my mom would sing to me. LOL And she sang it quite a bit. Not that it was meant literally and always pertained to guys in my life – it could be anything – getting rid of a sad feeling, cleaning out the fridge, donating clothes to charity…you know how her and I both love purging, it was like our purging theme song.

So here is today’s good-feeling, uplifting memory of my mom.

Can you hear her singing it?? I can.

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I’m Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My HairSouth Pacific

Nellie:
I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair,
I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair,
I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair,
And send him on his way.

I’m gonna wave that man right outa my arms,

Nellie and Girls:
I’m gonna wave that man right outa my arms,
I’m gonna wave that man right outa my arms,
And send him on his way.

Don’t try to patch it up

Girls:
Tear it up, tear it up!

Nellie:
Wash him out, dry him out,

Girls:
Push him out, fly him out,

Nellie:
Cancel him and let him go!

Girls:
Yea, sister!

Nellie:
I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair,
I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair,
I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair,
And send him on his way.

If a man don’t understand you,
If you fly on separate beams,
Waste no time, make a change,
Ride that man right off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams.

Girls:
Oho! If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different teams,
Waste no time, weep no more,
Show him what the door is for.
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams.

Nellie:
You can’t light a fire when the woods are wet,

Girls:
No!

Nellie:
You can’t make a butterfly strong,

Girls:
Hmm, hmm!

Nellie:
You can’t fix an egg when it ain’t quite good,

Girls:
And you can’t fix a man when he’s wrong!

Nellie:
You can’t put back a petal when it falls from a flower,
Or sweeten up a fellow when he starts turnin’ sour

Girls:
Oh no! Oh no!

Nellie and Girls:
If his eyes get dull and fishy,
When you look for glints and gleams,
Waste no time,
Make a switch,
Drop him in the nearest ditch!
Rub him out of the roll call,
And drum him out of your dreams
Oho! Oho!

Nellie:
I went to wash that man right outa my hair,
I went to wash that man right outa my hair,
I went to wash that man right outa my hair,
And sent him on his way.

Girls:
She went to wash that man right outa my hair,
She went to wash that man right outa my hair,
She went to wash that man right outa my hair,

Nellie and Girls:
And send him on his way!

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