SONG PARODY LYRICS
WHO DID THAT MEOW?
(Who Can It Be Now? – Men At Work)
COMING SOON!
WHY YA CAN’T STOP TEXTING?
(Da Ya Think I’m Sexy? – Rod Stewart)
Come on, come on, oooh, ooo-ooo-ooooh
When I’m with you, you’re always on your phone
I wish for once, you’d leave that damn thing at home
You’re talking to, twelve people at the same time
You ignore me, and really don’t seem to mind
You won’t put your phone down
And ya can’t stop texting
Tell me, what is that about?
If you need to reach me, talk directly to me
You don’t have to type it out, don’t type it out
All of the time, your face is glued to your screen
You don’t see walls, and even traffic it seems
Now hold on a minute, I think you should be knowing
You will get hurt, just watch where you are going
You always go, to anyone who listens
Just put that phone down, and check out what you’re missing
You won’t put your phone down
And ya can’t stop texting
Tell me, what is that about?
If you need to reach me, talk directly to me
You don’t have to type it out, oooh
Your phone’s going all day long
With endless notification sounds
You’re an addict, and can’t put it down, yeow!
You text all day, but it makes you happy
But no one can tell, unless you send emojis
Your phone needs a charge, it’s almost out of power
And the sad part is, you’ve been on for just an hour
You’ll say I’m sorry, but I have to respond to this
But now you are gone, into your device’s abyss
You won’t put your phone down
And ya can’t stop texting
Tell me, what is that about?
If you need to reach me, talk directly to me
You don’t have to type it out, ooh-ooh-oooh
If you need to reach me, you don’t have to text me
Come on please just let it go
If you really, really, really, really need me, just talk to me
Talk directly to me, ooooh
If you need to reach me, talk directly to me
You don’t have to type it out
You won’t put your phone down
And ya can’t stop texting
Tell me, what is that about?
If you, if you, if you need to reach me
You don’t have to type it out
Oooh-oooh
Just don’t reach out through your phone
WIG TIME
(Big Time – Peter Gabriel)
Hey there!
I’m on my way, I’m losing hair (oh)
I don’t want to be bald, yeah (yeah!)
So much better up there, I’m gonna cover it all
Oooh, oh, oh, oooh, oh, oh, ooh, ooooh, oooooh
The family I come from, has the bald gene
Grandpa was bald, so was my dad
Then there’s me, I can’t avoid that, I know for sure
I keep putting my hair in a really bad comb over
I’ve heard enough of the bald jokes
Need a transplant, a full hair transplant
I’m making a plan, so maybe I can
Join the Hair Club For Men
I won’t be just the president, I’ll also be a client
Wig time, I’m on my way, I’m losing hair, wig time, oh yes
Wig time, I don’t want to be bald, yeah, wig time
Wig time, so much better up there
Wig time, I’m gonna cover it all, wig time
Ooh, oh, oh, oooh, oooh, ooh, oh, oh, oooh, oooh
My friends all have full heads of hair
And I make them think that I do too
Tell them about how I, always go to barbers
Although that is a lie
But when I’m with a woman on a date
It always seems that it goes nowhere
When she tries to run her fingers through my hair
And it always ends up a big headache,
When they find out that it is fake
Wig time, I’m on my way, I’m losing hair, wig time
Wig time, I don’t want to be bald, yeah, wig time
Wig time, so much better up there
Wig time, I’m gonna cover it all, wig time
Wig time, I look so much younger
Wig time, my head feels warmer
Wig time, I feel so much better
Wig time, and why not?
Wig time, my scalp is not so shiny
Wig time, and I’m confident
Wig time, I feel so good instead
Wig time, with the hair on my bald, bald, bald, bald
Bald, bald, bald, bald, bald, bald
Bald, bald, bald, bald, bald…
WILL THERE STILL BE A TOMORROW?
(Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? – The Shirelles)
COMING SOON!
WISH I HAD HAIR
(Wish You Were Here- Pink Floyd)
So… so you think I’m okay
With wigs and toupees?
Transplants and weaves?
Can you tell that my hair line
Has gone too far back?
Yes, it’s starting to lack
Do you think that’s okay?
Don’t you think that I tried
Spray hair in a can?
My hat gives it balance
I’m just follically challenged
Without it I learned
My head sunburns
Make all the jokes that you want
With less hair I get more head
Now I wish, how I wish I had hair
I’m just so damned bald
Feeling quite appalled
I shouldn’t care
Combing over the same four hairs
There’s not much there
The same ol’ story, wish I had hair
WISH YOU WERE SOBER
(Kiss You All Over – Exile)
COMING SOON!
WITHOUT SHOES
(Without You – The Dixie Chicks)
I’ve sure enjoyed my walk
But I’d like to get off my feet
I need to change my socks
When I’m sweating from the sticky heat
I thought that Dr. Scholl’s
Would help me stop this awful smell
I hope that food pads will be comfy
But then time will only tell
‘Cause without shoes my feet are cold
And without shoes my toes have mold
My socks have too many holes, for me-e-ee
Without shoes
Well I never thought I’d be standing here
Without shoes to put on
I had several you see
But then they got worn out, now they’re gone
You make it look so simple
Slippin’ feet into hush puppies
I know you have too much footwear
So give some to me
‘Cause without shoes my feet are cold
And without shoes my toes have mold
My socks have too many holes, for me-e-ee
Without shoes
Somebody help my feet and try to sell me shoes
I got calluses, without shoes, and baby I can’t wa-a-aalk
‘Cause without shoes my feet are cold
And without shoes my toes have mold
My socks have too many holes, for me-e-ee
Without shoes
Without shoes
WIZARDRY
(Misery – Soul Asylum)
COMING SOON!
WOKE UP FEELING WOOZY
(Wake Up Little Susie – The Everly Brothers)
COMING SOON!
WONDERBREAD
(Thunderstruck – AC/DC)
Wonder, Wonder, Wonder, Wonder, Wonder,
Wonder, Wonder, Wonder, Wonder, Wonder
I was starved, and I needed a midnight snack
(Wonder)
Searched the fridge, and I saw there was meat at the back
(Wonder)
My eyes bulged, and I thought a sandwich sounds good
(Wonder)
And I knew, that I would eat, all that I could
(Wonder)
Bagels and buns, sittin’ on the shelf
Those stale old buns, don’t kid yourself
I need… Wonder bread
Went to this restaurant, went right in it, ordered some lunch
Started with Tex-Mex, yea Tex-Mex, and we had a bunch
Asked for a sandwich, a Rueben, that keeps me well fed
Brought out our food, mine was all screwed
Yeah, yeah, they, they, used Dempster’s bread
I start makin’ a big scene, could you take it back please?
Yeah is it too much too ask?
I need Wonder bread, Wonder bread
Yeah yeah yeah, Wonder bread, yeah
Oh, Wonder bread, yeah
No use baking in the stove, just buy another loaf
Wonder bread, Wonder bread
Yeah yeah yeah, Wonder bread
Wonder bread, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said yeah, it’s so nice, give me a slice
Yeah, it’s so nice, I want a slice, or two
Wonder bread, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wonder bread, Wonder bread, Wonder bread
Whoa baby, baby, Wonder bread
We need Wonder bread, Wonder bread
Wonder bread, Wonder bread, Wonder bread
I love Wonder bread
WORK UNTIL YOU’RE WEAKENED
(Working For The Weekend – Loverboy)
COMING SOON!
WORKIN’ FOR A GIBBON
(Workin’ For A Living – Huey Lewis & The News)
COMING SOON!
WRESTLING IS SO STUPID
(Listen To The Music – The Doobie Brothers)
COMING SOON!
X-RATED
(Jaded – Aerosmith)
Hey, it’s X-Rated, it’s got a lot of sex
And it’s way too complex for me,
X-Rated, you think it’s quality
But we both know it’s too dirty
It’s got a lot of nudity, it’s outdated
My, that movie’s blue, yea, it’s got a lot of boobs,
Yes, that movie’s blue, yea, it’s X-Rated
And it has the bad acting too
Hey, it’s X-Rated, it has some T and A
And what can I say, they are so
Inflated, they’re groping tenderly
Then go orally, they just don’t care
When they slip out of their underwear and get mating
My, that movie’s blue, yea, it’s on pay-per-view,
Yes, that movie’s blue, yea it’s X-Rated
It just might be too much for you
This film is so overstated
That plumber always get laid
They always look so sedated, then display it
Always played it, masturbated
Hey, it’s X-Rated, it gets a little wild
When he does doggy style with her
Then threesome always seem to occur
And that music is so absurd
My, that movie’s blue, yea
We’re watching them screw
Yes, that movie’s blue, yea
They grunt and groan for you
God, this movie’s blue, yea it’s X-Rated (dirty)
X-Rated (dirty) it’s X-Rated
‘Cause that’s what pornos tend to do
YOU BOUGHT IT
(You Got It – Roy Orbison)
Every time I see you, you’re on Amazon
Then when you’re done, money’s always gone
One day, online, and we, are broke
It’s hard, with you, to stay, afloat
Everything you see, you bought it
Everything you want, you bought it
Anything at all, you bought it, ple-ee-ease stop
I can never take you to the local shopping mall
You can’t have everything, and it makes you bawl
You spend (you spend), all day (all day)
At all (at all), the stores (the stores)
I wish (I wish), you’d stop (you’d stop)
Because (because), we’re poor
Everything you see, you bought it
Everything you want, you bought it
Anything at all, you bought it, ple-ee-ease stop
Everything that’s there, you bought it
Anything you can, you bought it, everything you can
Oooooh, oooh nooo, no, no, no, you bought it
Doodoodoodoo (aaaaugh)
Doodoodoodoo (aaaaugh),
Doodoodoodoo, you bought it
We can’t, buy food, because, we’re short
I can’t, even, afford, divorce!
Everything you see, you bought it
Everything you want, you bought it
Anything at all, you bought it, ple-ee-ease stop
Everything you see, you bought it
Everything you want, you bought it
Anything at all, you bought it, ple-ee-ease stop
Everything there is, you bought it
No more, you bought it
YOU BUTTERED YOUR BUTT
(You Better, You Bet – The Who)
You buttered, you buttered your butt, oooh-oh!
You buttered, you buttered your butt, oooh-oh!
You buttered, you buttered your butt, oooh-oh!
You buttered, you buttered your butt, oooh-oh!
I met you on the internet, you said you like the kinky sex
I sometimes like to try whips and chains
and I’ve also had threesomes and I have no regrets
I love it when you tie me up, as long as it’s not too complex
I’m always up to try something different
But I sure was not prepared for what would happen next
Mmmmm, for what, would happen next, oh, I’m perplexed
When I want it kinky you say “use butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I said I need lube you shout “try butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
There’s butter on the knife
And I will use it, use it with delight
I like those lace panties that open at the crotch
I’m not into those fruits and veggies, I just like to watch
You seem to have an open mind, and open cheeks
I know some women are weird, but you are pretty sweet
I don’t really mind if it’s too greasy, ooh, to you it’s like a drug
When you say come over and bring a tub, to rub, to rub
When you feel perverted, you say “get butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I ask to spread them, you say “spread butter!?”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
There’s butter on your ass
And yes, it’s melting, melting pretty fast
I’ll try anything with you, the more exciting the better
Your love for dairy, it shows, and it sets your heart a flutter
Using some butter, there’s butter on the knife
There’s butter on me, drippin’ down now
This butter’s kinky, it’s all around now
There’s butter on me, drippin’ down now
This butter’s kinky, it’s all around now
I showed up late one night with Imperial and Country Crock
But knowing that you’re so easy to please
Isn’t really much of a great big shock
I know it’s been making a sticky mess
And it gets slippery sometimes
But your bottom looks so good
And it glistens like a glazed ham everytime
And when it comes to what you’re yearning
I know what I’m churning
I’ve got a pound of what you need, it’s fat free…
When I want it kinky you say “use butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I said I need lube you shout “try butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When you feel perverted, you say “get butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I ask to spread them, you say “spread butter!?…oooh!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I want it kinky you say “use butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I said I need lube you shout “try butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When you feel perverted, you say “get butter!”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
When I ask to spread them, you say “spread butter!?”
You buttered, you buttered your butt
There’s butter on the knife
And I will spread it, on you all night
YOU GOT PERSPIRATION
(You’re The Inspiration – Chicago)
You know your pits aren’t meant to be
The kind of pits that get too sweaty
And I don’t want you near me
Because you’re pungent all the time
Everyone knows, about your B.O.
Always reeks too much
It’s too strong, and it shows, really
You got really bad B.O, you got perspiration
You stink up every place you go, you got perspiration
Go and change your shirt now
You gotta get deodorant, yea
No one smells as much as you seem to
And I know, yes I know that you’re not too clean
Maybe you should take a shower
And I see, that you don’t practice hygiene
You should really learn to use some soap
Don’t you know, that your sweat stains show
Soaking your new shirt, it’s too damp, and it flows
You got really bad B.O, you got perspiration
You stink up every place you go, you got perspiration
Go and change your shirt now
You gotta get deodorant, yea
No one smells as much as you seem to
I don’t want you near me, I don’t really need that odour
No one smells as much as you seem to
You got really bad B.O, you got perspiration
You stink up every place you go, you got perspiration
Yes you have to shower, every single day
Won’t you take a shower, wash that stench away
(No one smells as much as you)
(repeat)
YOU MIGHT STINK
(You Might Think – The Cars)
Oh well, you might stink profusely
Because you have B.O.
‘Cause maybe you need a shower
With a whole lot of soap
Well I think that you’re gross, offensive to my nose
You might stink immensely, it seems you always do
(You might stink) you might stink like crazy
(What is wrong) what is wrong with you?
Next you might stink from halitosis
Because your breath is bad
You should be using mouthwash, I really wish you had
Well I think that you smell, every time you do a belch
You might stink so greatly and it’s really bad
(You might stink) you might stink like crazy
(And it makes) and it makes me mad
You know it’s hard, so hard to breathe
(So hard to breathe) I want to heave (I want to heave)
When you’re near me (when you’re near me)
‘Cause you’re so disgusting, every night and day
You’re so disgusting
Oh well you might stink, you’re flatulent
‘Cause you ate Taco Bell
It’s like you, somehow, had an accident
And you crapped yourself
Well I think it’s nasty, when you fart endlessly
You might stink extremely, your pants are full of poo
(You might stink) you might stink like crazy
(What is wrong) what is wrong with you?
Ooh-ooh, what is wrong with you?
(What is wrong) what is wrong with you?
YOU PISS, YOU ALWAYS MISS
(Kiss On My List – Daryl Hall & John Oates)
COMING SOON!
YOU SPIN ME ROUND (LIKE THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE)
(You Spin Me Round (Like A Record) – Dead Or Alive)
Yeah I, I am a contestant
So, I get a chance to spin that wheel baby
All I know is that they are, Pat Sajak and Vanna White
Just like on television, every single night
I, I’d get to win some cash (and quite a bit will do)
And I, I might win a vacation baby
All I know is it’s my turn, category is a phrase
I’d like to solve the puzzle Pat, now I’m in daze
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
I, I got to use a free spin baby
And I am hoping it will not be landing on bankrupt
Looks like we are out of time, give the wheel a final spin
This could be my last chance now, I hope I will win
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
I want a voo-oo-owel, I’ll buy an eee-ee-e
Made it to the bonus round
Who knows what’s in store for me
Vanna turn those letters round, R,S,T,N,L,E
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like the Wheel of Fortune, right round, round, round
I want to wi-ii-in, not the home versi-ii-ion
YOU’LL BE DUMPING ME
(You’ll Accomp’ny Me -Bob Seger)
COMING SOON!
YOU’RE GOING TO LOSE YOUR LUNCH
(You’re Going To Lose That Girl – The Beatles)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(oh, yes you’re really gonna hurl)
If you devour your food tonight
You need to hold it down
(Just try to hold it down)
Cause if you barf it up all night
I just won’t stick around
(I just won’t stick around)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(oh, yes you’re really gonna hurl)
If you can’t stop your drinking now
You’re gonna end up sick
(You will be so damn sick)
And soon you will be spewing chow
Right up from your stomach
(Up chuck from your stomach)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(oh, yes you’re really gonna hurl)
You’re gonna lose
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
I’ll make a point of giving you Pepto-Bismol
(Just take a slug) yeah…
The way you chuck can be downright dismal
You’re gonna lose your lunch
You’re gonna lose your lunch
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(oh, yes you’re really gonna hurl)
You’re gonna lose
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
I’ll make a point of giving you Pepto-Bismol
(Just take a slug) yeah…
The way you chuck can be downright dismal
If somehow you don’t understand
You best get right on it
(Get right on top of it)
Cause you’ll’ be face down on the can
Smelling like your vomit
(Smelling so like much like vomit)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl)
You’re gonna lose your lunch
(oh, yes you’re really gonna hurl)
You’re gonna lose
(yes, yes, you’re gonna lose it girl) your lunch
YOU’RE MAKING A SCENE
(American Dream – Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young)
COMING SOON!
YOU’RE NOT QUITE APPEALING
(Can’t Fight This Feeling – REO Speedwagon)
COMING SOON!
YOUR BREASTS ARE VERY COMFORTING
(God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen -Traditional)
COMING SOON!
YOUR CHILDISH MEMES
(Your Wildest Dreams – The Moody Blues)
COMING SOON!
YOUR LUCKY SMALL WHITE THONG
(You Shook Me All Night Long – AC/DC)
COMING SOON!