(Because, many historical anachronisms notwithstanding, I like to believe that Marie and Pierre Curie celebrated their Nobel Prize in Physics with a Donna Summer dance party. And yes, I know the prize wasn't technically for making radium, but more for the discovery of and work with radiation and that the Radium Girls weren't happening around that time. Don't think I don't care and obsess over scientific accuracy; I do, but sometimes a little bit of inaccuracy fits the song better.)
Someone won the Nobel Prize for making radium
And they'll get a medal made of gold
They must have overlooked my contributions and experiments
They said the laureates
were Pierre and Becquerel
Whoa You were mad, complained to them, and so they added me
Now I'll get a Nobel medal too
We can't go there in person; we're too busy working here in Pare-ee
But they're celebrating us, in Sweden for
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa oh oh oh
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
Now, now
Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our work
is being used to make all the watch faces glow
The girls who paint them ingest the radium, and they get sick
It causes pain and anemia, death and woe
Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah
And it made me feel proud when I heard you say
You couldn't find the elements by yourself
And now in my heart I know radiation's making me sick
But they're celebrating us, in Sweden for
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa oh oh
making Radium
If you think that love can't be found making radium
Well come right in you may find an isotope
'Cause now I'm sitting here with my daughter and her Nobel Prize
They're celebrating us, in Sweden for
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa, oh, oh
making Radium
Whoa oh oh
making Radium
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