herbthe4 said: I knew a guy named Dicky
I guess you could say he was the VP I met him a small bomb shelter Masturbating to a magazine He said "How'd you like to start a war" And I could not resist When I saw little Dickie hide He took me to a complex And I just couldn't believe my eyes He had so many missles Everthing tax money could buy He said "sign your name on the dotted line" A bomb went off And people started to die Cities started exploding Or maybe it was my brain I can't tell you what he did to them But the country'll never the same Oh, Dicky that sucker will kick your behind He'll sure enough show no mercy But he'll sure nuff' Sure nuff' show you how to hide. Come back. Come back, Dickey, come back... ...that's all I've got. | |
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AzureStar said: Hmmm... | |
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2the9s said: Hmmm...
Whaaat? | |
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AzureStar said: 2the9s said: Hmmm...
Whaaat? Nothing. Nothing. I just... Nevermind... I just felt like you were mocking me. Nahhh, forget it. Just my imagination I'm sure. | |
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2the9s said: Nothing. Nothing. I just... Nevermind...
I just felt like you were mocking me. Nahhh, forget it. Just my imagination I'm sure. Me? Mock you? C'mon...you know me better than that. I'm hurt. | |
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AzureStar said: 2the9s said: Nothing. Nothing. I just... Nevermind...
I just felt like you were mocking me. Nahhh, forget it. Just my imagination I'm sure. Me? Mock you? C'mon...you know me better than that. I'm hurt. Hmmm, okay. Well I guess it's alright then... Sorry. | |
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Get a room you two! When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading. | |
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Member' when u were at Fenway
U were on you way 2 c Ted U won the Triple Crown Loved the way the way u hit Your Sox were Red U were Sir Lancelot I didn't wanna ever C u dead But I got to freeze u baby I got to Freeze your fuckin head And u said I'm just a legend And I'm on my way 2 B Dead You're such a hunk Your will is junk I'll freeze your HEAD Save your DNA HEAD So it won't get away HEAD Till' we thaw your brain HEAD Your son has gone insane You know he's good, baby The greatest hitter of all time Led the league in homeruns Batting average and RBI And you said I must confess I wanna' make a mess And freeze the dead But then by chance You fool, you're playing God instead Now mornin', noon and night you freeze his HEAD Save his DNA HEAD And everyone will say HEAD His son has lost gone nuts HEAD What a total putz He's a jerk, ya'll. ...? | |
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mltijchr said: okay, y'all..
1st, I'm going to qualify my submission by saying that I'm already in a goofy mood today.. then, I'm going to say that I wrote a BETTER version of this same song parody in high school, but then I of course, lost it/forgot it.. so, here's a corny, not totally rhyming, inferior-to-its-original-parody parody.. POP TARTS What’s the matter with your life? Are the corn flakes bringing you down? Is the Cream of Wheat jerkin’ you round? Does the Dannon Yougurt make you wanna eat an hour later? Tell me, what’s the matter with your bacon? Is it leaving your stomach achin’? Don’t you know that all the bagels have been taken? But life it ain’t real funky, unless it’s got that POP (dig it) Pop.. Tarts – everybody needs a thrill Pop.. Tarts – your tummy’s got a space to fill Pop.. Tarts – every flavor can’t be on top But life it ain’t real funky, unless it’s got that POP (dig it) Tell me, what’s that on top of your plate? Yeah, the Pop Tarts do taste great You can’t get over, without a balanced meal Show me a boy who counts his calories & I’ll show you a boy aware (dig it) Pop.. Tarts – everybody needs a thrill Pop.. Tarts – your tummy’s got a space to fill Pop.. Tarts – every flavor can’t be on top But life it ain’t real funky, unless it’s got that POP What you putting in your bowl? Is that where all your sugar goes? (is that where your sugar goes?) The river of maple syrup flows (if you think it’s hot) But there won’t be no Aunt Jemimah When the kettle blows (dig it) Pop.. Tarts – everybody needs a thrill Pop.. Tarts – your tummy’s got a space to fill Pop.. Tarts – every flavor can’t be on top But.. life it ain’t real funky, unless it’s got that POP (12” Sheila E. remix extra verse): Tell me.. what’s the matter with your Chex? Is 15 ounces your best? I guess you, I guess you gotta get it off your chest.. Why’d you need another brand, you know Pop Tarts is the best I guess that’s Pop Tarts Me body needs satisfaction Another enzyme-charged reaction Every flavor can’t be on top.. But life it ain’t real funky, unless it’s got that POP… -------------------------------------------------
Something new for your ears and soul. http://artists.mp3s.com/a...dadli.html | |
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To the tune of “Prettyman”
Don’t hate me cause my booty’s full Hey now what’s up? I can’t believe the toilet paper’s so hard Say it wasn’t If U wanna be my Baby I got 2 tell u so I’m incontinent, lady Thought U’d like 2 know Gotta go now baby I promise 2 wash my hands This is what it’s like with The Sh*tty Man See me up here runnin’ For the bathroom door If I don’t hurry It’s gonna be on the floor I try 2 wear my diapers Around this booty tight But I still have 2 wash up Every night Chorus Everywhere I go People stop and stare When they see the stains on My underwear I try to wash them But they just won’t go Looks like I’ll have 2 Go buy some mo’ Chorus In the early morning It feels so nice I sit on the toilet And flush it twice When it comes 2 matches They R on the shelf I get them down There ain’t nobody around I smell myself I ain’t through I don’t care if it’s runny Or if it weighs 20 ounce What’s it look like today I tried to check And I fell down Super butt used 2 be my nickname U ask if it’s rough No toilet is guaranteed when I’m above Sh*tty Man Chorus Maceo Brother I gotta go Is it Charmin By the toilet bowl Wipe, stop, go Hope this wasnt too disgusting. | |
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If I came back as yo mama
would u listen 2 me then Would u put out funky music and let us all back in U could still bring Larry Graham but still no money i will pay I would rather hear u solo or come another day ---------------------------------
Funny and charming as usual | |
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I have nothing to add to this thread except that it has me busting a gut over these lyrics!!! 2 funny! | |
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Any chance we can record these at paisley park? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
....and remember: Members get to hear it last | |
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PurpleHead said: Sex in the summer (winter)
sex in the winter get yo woolies on gimme that hand warmer slide it down my long johns checkin 4 frostbite, layin in the snow rub my little weenie, shivering as we go afternoon in the city somewhere in late December father xmas actin..yeah you know little girls sat on his member mama's in the short dress, its cold she just gotta be a ho papa's just a prayin for the snowplough to run her over slow sex in the winter get yo woolies on gimme that hand warmer slide it down my long johns checkin 4 frostbite, layin in the snow rub my little weenie, shivering as we go everyones got a flare gun in case of emergency in case the frost gets worse and the honey all turns to ice cream cool boys just a watchin all the stupid moves you make Frontin in the snow skating real low 4 the lover you wanna blow sex in the winter get yo woolies on gimme that hand warmer slide it down my long johns checkin 4 frostbite, layin in the snow rub my little weenie, shivering as we go ROFLMAO!!! :LOL: | |
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Exodus RIP, mom. I will forever miss and love you. | |
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