Watch it, Target.

Last night I saw one of those creepy Target commercials with surrealistic dancing and bizarre product placement. You know, the ones like a consumer shopping nightmare. The soundtrack was the Beatles' song, "Hello Goodbye."

Now, I'm used to having the soundtrack of my teen years mortgaged to hawk products: Led Zep wants me to buy a Caddy, The Who wants me to watch The Autopsy Show, the list goes on. But Target put words on the screen when the song said "hello" and "goodbye." The word they used for "goodbye" was "goodbuy."

This is too much. You can steal my youth to sell paper towels, but you can't prostitute the lyrics too. I like you Target, but you're pushing your luck.