Oh, Pink. You're so clever.

In an office building - California, USA:

Woman: (sitting at her desk, sorta bopping her head around to the music coming out of her computer)...la lala...take your drink, just give me the money...it's just you and your HEAD tonight!

Me: (watching in amazement)

Woman: (closing her eyes, tilting her head back and singing all authoratively) ....(words, words, words)...take your drink, just give me the money...it's just you and your HEAD tonight!

Me: Hmmm.

Woman: (notices me watching her) What?

Me: "You and your HEAD tonight"? Really?

Woman: Why, is that wrong?

Me: Yes. It's "you and your HAND tonight"

Woman: (mouths "you and your HAND tonight").

Me: See?

Woman: But? That just doesn't make sense. Why is it just him and his hand?

Me: (Oh my God)

(giving her some time to think about it)

Woman: I don't get it, really!

Me: I think what Pink is trying to say here is...see this guy is picking up on her...and she's saying to keep the drink, just give her the money...and that he's...just going to end up...alone...with his hand...?

Woman: Head I can understand - alone with his thoughts...

Me: (Oh my GOD!)

Woman But his HAND?

(giving her more time to think about it...wanting to stab myself with a letter opener)

Me: (can't take it anymore) TO WHACK IT!

Woman: Ohhhhh....?

(GAH!)