All I Wanna Do Is Conceive With You

Some time ago, I posted that Heart’s All I Wanna Do Is Make Love to You (written by Robert John “Mutt” Lange) is an awful and incoherent song.

Then I rewrote the lyric, to highlight its awfulness, and so that the song at least made sense.

Much, much later, I was asked to perform at the Q Theatre’s 2011 Season Launch. I was there because John Shortis and Moya Simpson (in whose show I am to appear) couldn’t make it.

And I had nothing, I mean nothing to perform.

That afternoon, nothing.

As I ironed my shirt that evening, nothing.

Then I remembered: John and Moya’s show is about great lyrics, and great lyricists. Why not pay tribute to a turd?

I practised All I Wanna Do Is Conceive With You in the car on the way out to Queanbeyan, waited in the audience for my bit, explained to the crowd what a dreadful song the original is, and did my version at the piano.

I thought it went OK: big laugh on the kidney line, and then I heard from Moya a couple of days later.

“Well, I don’t know what you did,” she said, “but the sound guys say they pissed themselves.”

So. Pretend that I’m a woman, trawling for man-seed, and strap yourselves in:

It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up alongside and I offered him a ride
He accepted with a smile so we drove for a while

I tried real hard not to stare, checked his teeth and head of hair
I studied his face, remembered my mace
He seemed pretty stupid, I lied just in case

“All I wanna do is make love to you
Say you will, you want me to
All I wanna do is make love to you
And if you knock me up, that’s OK too”

And so we found this hotel, both ignoring the smell
He made magic that night. Oh, he did everything right
He brought the woman out in me, so many times, needlessly
And in the morning when he woke all I’d left him was a note

I told him I am the compost, you are the seed
Or I’m a tree surgeon, de-sapping your tree
Don’t try to find us, no not at all
If we need a kidney, we’ll give you a call

All I had to do was conceive with you
One fertile night was all we knew
All I had to do was conceive with you
I was ovulatin’ about halfway through

Oh, we made love
Love like parents
All night long
We made la-harv …

And then it happened one day, I slutted ’round the same way, and
He was so surprised to see
I’d brought our bastard with me
I said please, please understand
I’m in love with another man
But we cannot make babies, ho-uh-ooh-oh
So we hatched this ridiculous plaaaaaaaaaan …

‘nd all I had to do was conceive with you
One fertile night was all we knew
All I had to do was conceive with you
Now, do you wanna try for number two?

All I wanna do is conceive with you
Frankly, any guy will prob’ly do
All I wanna do, all I wanna do
Is have unprotected sex with strangers
Like Momma taught me to.
All I wanna do,
All I wanna do,
Is steal your sperm and raise your children
Without asking you.
All I wanna do is conceive with you
All night long,
All night long,
All night,
Yeah ———-

I changed the key of the backing track, which makes the backing singers sound like chipmunks. I think it suits the material perfectly. Oh, and by the way, Ann Wilson, the original singer? A hell of a vocal. Just taking the piss out of her, I nearly lost my voice.

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5 thoughts on “All I Wanna Do Is Conceive With You

  1. The universe works in mysterious ways: stuck in a Queensland hotel on a rainy day a week or so ago, the music video channel Max was counting down its fifty greatest “power ballads.” I was unaccountably mesmerised because a) we don’t have pay TV at home and b) most of the songs were from the 80s, so I was indulging in a little background nostalgia trip as I struggled with my crossword. It was also fun to try to guess what was up next. But, I think a little strangely, Heart’s “All I Wanna Do . . .” made it into the top 20, I think. When it came on I realised that I had not thought about Heart for about 20 years and boy, is this a stupid song. Then, yesterday evening a repeat of “Friends” was on and Chandler and Joey watch a VH1 special on Heart and one of them comments (obviously for the comic irony): “You know, Heart had some really good songs” (or some such). Small chuckle from me. And this morning, I find Pete’s post about this song and have a rather larger chuckle – especially because the film clip is still vivid in my mind. But, three references to Heart in a week after never crossing my consciousness in more than 20 years is a little bit freaky.

    • Hi Anne!

      It is indeed. My mum and sister had a similar experience with Hank Williams. No mention of him for years, and then suddenly he was everywhere.

      As for Heart, I clearly had a demon to exorcise, and here’s hoping I’ve done it.

  2. There was never any doubt in my mind when I said I wanted you to perform at my wedding, but this has just confirmed it. If you want to adapt the lyrics to suit the occasion, that’s fine (eg. ‘All I wanna do is have a joint savings account with youuuu; you earn more than me, that’s why I’m saying “I do”…’).

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