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Lets make funny lyrics for Prince's songs. Lets have some fun with Prince lyrics.
'Little red Skoda, baby your much too slow'? 'Purple train, purple train' your turn, sure you can do way better than that 
God bless Lewis [This message was edited Wed Jul 17 7:36:01 PDT 2002 by thecloud9mission] | |
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In the beginning
God made the sky Whenever I see it I wonder why Cuz it is blue And I hate that colour Ordinary hue Could it be duller? Tried to paint it purple But my brush got stuck Between my zipper When I wanted to POOM POOM POOM POOM POOM My name is etc etc | |
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I tried to think of some but can't be arsed. It's too hot. | |
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Days Of Wild
'Hooker, Bitch and Ho, Yeah, I know so. God tells me to kill them and rewards me with coloured lights in my head...' Arms Of Orion 'When I am lost and feeling lonely, I just put this shit on. I find no comfort there, God only knows why I wrote this crap...' Lovesexy 'This feeling's so good in every single way. Little Miss Muffett sat on her tuffet eating her curds and whey.' Let's Pretend We're Married 'Let's pretend we're married and argue in public all night, there ain't nothing wrong but we'll argue anyway, Our sex life's gone and you don't care at all, But I do, so I'm gonna screw your mate Paul.' The Most Ugly Old Dog In The World 'Could you be, the most ugly old dog in the world? It's plain to see, you're the reason that I want to hurl.' U Got The Clap 'U got the clap, you got the clap, U sho' nuff do be screwing all and sundry.' I could go on and on and on with this thread... | |
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i have a couple alternate versions of "i wanna be your lover"...  | |
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Billy Jack Bitch
Really Bad Itch...Really Bad, Really Bad (IIITCCHH!!) Verse 1 What if I had to scratch my ass. Then tell me would you laugh at me? Would you not even come near. So far away that you could not see...Really Bad ITCH! Chorus Do you ever really scratch? (Really Bad Itch, Really Bad Itch) Does your skin pill like that? (Really Bad Itch, Really Bad Itch) Clear up the funk witta match. (Really Bad Itch, Really Bad Itch) REALLY BAD ITCH!!! Verse 2 What if you had to scratch yourself. In public where everyone could see. Would you wait 'til you were alone. Or scrape the skin there just like me??? Bridge What misfortune left your itchy skin peely and gray. What distortion made you scratch yourself there anyway. Did you need some lotion? Why are you so dismayed? Did you scratch so hard you cried??? Itchy skin, causes you to scratch, and open wounds. Long, hard shiny finger nails...can make you...scratch to...your dooom. Verse 3 Whenever your armpits itch too. Give it a scratch just to soothe. Then your itchy funk'll start to groove. ITCH, is in the dictionary. See "I"-Really Bad Itch... "I am American. I am the part you won't recognize. But get used to me. Black confident, cocky. MY name- not yours. MY religion - not yours! MY goals, my OWN. Get used to me." Muhammad Ali | |
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Little Red Corvette...
Verse 1 I guess I shoulda known, by the the way your car sputtered, that it wouldn't last. See it's the kinda hoopty, you'll never want to drive once, and it drinks up too much gas. I guess I must be desperate, either this or a buggy with horses. Your car smells like a mule. But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright. I had to go out and get some food. And honey I drove a... Chorus: Ugly Red Chevette..Wit no window in the back Ugly Red Chevette...You need to find a car that don't smell like feet and gass Verse 2 I guess I shoulda parked out back, but instead I pulled to the front of the restaraunt. Had it valley parked, then I saw all the strangers that were laughing at me. Believe it or not, I started to worry. I knew my ride didn't have too much class. But it was Saturday night, I guess that made it alright, 'til I heard "Sir, your car just ran outta gas" OH YEA Chorus: Verse 3 A car like yours, ought to be impounded. 'Cause it's on the verge of being obscene. Move over baby, give me the keys. I'ma try to crank up this raggedy HELL MACHINE!! Chorus Sorry, but writing parodies is a fave of mine. Forgive me if I get too carried away. "I am American. I am the part you won't recognize. But get used to me. Black confident, cocky. MY name- not yours. MY religion - not yours! MY goals, my OWN. Get used to me." Muhammad Ali | |
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Veli said: Little Red Corvette...
Verse 1 I guess I shoulda known, by the the way your car sputtered, that it wouldn't last. See it's the kinda hoopty, you'll never want to drive once, and it drinks up too much gas. I guess I must be desperate, either this or a buggy with horses. Your car smells like a mule. But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright. I had to go out and get some food. And honey I drove a... Chorus: Ugly Red Chevette..Wit no window in the back Ugly Red Chevette...You need to find a car that don't smell like feet and gass Verse 2 I guess I shoulda parked out back, but instead I pulled to the front of the restaraunt. Had it valley parked, then I saw all the strangers that were laughing at me. Believe it or not, I started to worry. I knew my ride didn't have too much class. But it was Saturday night, I guess that made it alright, 'til I heard "Sir, your car just ran outta gas" OH YEA Chorus: Verse 3 A car like yours, ought to be impounded. 'Cause it's on the verge of being obscene. Move over baby, give me the keys. I'ma try to crank up this raggedy HELL MACHINE!! Chorus Sorry, but writing parodies is a fave of mine. Forgive me if I get too carried away. genius!! -----------------------------------------
We live in a world overrun by tourists... | |
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Raspberry Kool-aid, the kind U buy at the grocery store.
Raspberry Kool-aid,and if was warm I'd drink a whole lot more Raspberry Kool-aid, I think I love U | |
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Handclapsfingasnapz said: i have a couple alternate versions of "i wanna be your lover"...
Shall I break out the tribute to Britney??
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exodus said: Raspberry Kool-aid, the kind U buy at the grocery store.
Raspberry Kool-aid,and if was warm I'd drink a whole lot more Raspberry Kool-aid, I think I love U Too funky!!! I love it!! If you sing the song, the syllables fit right in place!! Peace, JD [This message was edited Wed Jul 17 9:43:51 PDT 2002 by JDODSON] | |
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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 | |
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Dig if u will this picture of u & eye ngaged n this, the
Sweat of u’re body cover's my seat, can u Ken can u imagine this. Dream if u will a junkyard of old tires burning w/fumes. Ken u sitting here striking these posing eye'm feeling the heat, the heat & my temper brewing. How could they just leave me standing alone n the alley w/u mayb eye just 2 demanding, mayb eye'm crazy, going coo coo. mayb a just like a brother always trying 2 satisfied, y do we make fun of each other, KEN it not about the Cheeseburger & frenchfries. This was about the man who had a pic,taken w/Prince on his motorcyle. Do y'all remember it? Peace Pious~ Life has no limitataions ~ Xcept 4 the 1's U make.
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5 stars. | |
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i'm going down.
down to my feet Yeah, yes i will. i'm gonna smell the first foot my foot, my feet hey not tonight, i just want to smell. yeah, i will. oh ok, feet. tonight, i will lick so sexy that the dust will be off when i see u, i'm lost to kentucky. yeah, kentucky, yeah hey not tonight, i just want to smell and lick the dust that i can have on my FEET. that's the best i can do. sorry.  | |
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19.99
I was dreamin' when stained this Forgive me if it blew your way But when i woke up this morning u were stuck to the bed by all my spray the sheets were all crusty there were hard spots almost everywhere Trying 2 run from my explosion U know full well i shot it in your hair cuz they say 2000 zero zero sheets are ruined u do it everytime So tonght i'll do my laundry cuz its only £19.99 i walked over when i saw this I'll sue u if the stains do last Cuz this is part of a twin set and twin sets they are meant 2 last There's laundry all around us i'll steal some if it don't come out right so if your gonna wash it i want them back on my bed by tonight cuz they say 2000 zero zero sheets are ruined u do it everytime So tonght i'll do my laundry cuz its only £19.99 lemme tell you something If you did'nt use a softner Go ahead and wash it a little more I got fabric breeze in my pocket And baby i'm ready to pour Yeah everybody's got a dryer In their kitchen for use every day But before we pop them in there I'm particular and want them washed this certain way cuz they say 2000 zero zero sheets are ruined u do it everytime So tonght i'll do my laundry cuz its only £19.99 | |
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PurpleHead said: 19.99
Copyright it and send it 2 Prince on the double ... its a hit Got Gackt??!  
J-Rock ME 2 Death!  + = | |
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PurpleHead said: Sex in the summer (winter)
2 in a row ... damn u r the next aritst of the century ... next 2 adam sandler that is hehe Got Gackt??!
J-Rock ME 2 Death! += | |
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Harmony
Thanx for the compliments, i have many more wanna hear them | |
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I love U, but don't trust U anymore (sic)
I could tell by the way you sheepishly entered the room That it was 1 of my dresses U had on What gave it away was the lack of leg room And whatever happened to man I once knew How can normal life now resume Your a transvestite, and your eyeshadows way 2 blue U could tell by the way i put a lock on my wardrobe That i wanted to keep my dresses from U, i must apologise I've always given U lessons in waxing Even under your arms and across your hairy back I know U wanna B me but your shoulders are 2 broad I remember now some my dresses going missing in the old days That little flowery number was my favourite now its gone Maybe if i would of noticed earlier Then U would not now B called Ursula U tricked me, now pass me my hairspray No No No No I hate U, cuz my clothes look better on U... [This message was edited Thu Jul 18 5:14:04 PDT 2002 by PurpleHead] | |
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"speeed stiiick can u put on some speeed sitck... and put it on real quick... so u wont stink all niiight looong" | |
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LMAO at PurpleHead. Some people are like Slinkies...
They're good for nothing but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs. | |
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>>>STYLE (part2)<<<
(Just thought I might add) So U wish U had Style, class above and beyond… Style is not a woman’s a**, wearing a thong… Style is not a blond, bleached 2 the core… Style is a Picasso, on my bathroom door… 2 learn 2 smile is Style, 2 Love is Style… So U wish U had Style, Style is not something that can B bought… U have it or not… Style is a Prince greater than a king is, The joy upon another, One brings… Style is 2 B able 2 spell the word “Style” (And everything else, by all means…) Education is Style, intolerance is not… Style is to have your freedom of choice, Freedom of believing, no matter what U were taught… Style is how U hold me till dawn, whispering my name, Style is how U always laugh at my silly games… Style isn’t 2 worship a fashion, Portraying a size 0, icon of starvation… Style is 2 admit you’re fat and be comfortable with that… Style is to have your own style… (Don’t let them tell u otherwise) | |
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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… I'll see you tonight..
in ALL MY DREAMS.. | |
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Thieves in the Temple
Waiter come quick Please bring me a curry We are eating in the Indian empress temple tonight They don't care if we're sick Just so long as we pay the bill We are eating in the Indian empress temple tonight Waiter if your there can U save me An extra Poppadom and some spicy gravy I can hang when theres no Nann around But i'd surely fly If i slipped on that pie Waiter come quick Please bring me a curry We are eating in the Indian empress temple tonight When we're pissed we mistakenly order the Sole But we're in an Indian so thats a no go We are eating in the Indian empress Temple tonight Voices from the kitchen say rely on your instinct and have the chicken But even if i wanted 2 i could'nt really truely cuz i'm a veggie Come on We are eating in the Indian empress temple tonight Kicking off over the other side, curry landing in everyones eye (tearing table cloths tearing table cloths apart) Cuz me and U should of gone Chinese In the Indian Empress tonight Waiter don't U know i'm holding on 2 my Balti and my nann I Love my curry let me be The fatter man Fatter than the louts in the Temple tonight In the Temple tonight Oh eating in the Temple (tonight)tonight Serve me Waiter come quick Please bring my curry We are eating in the Indian Empress Temple tonight [This message was edited Thu Jul 18 9:22:04 PDT 2002 by PurpleHead] [This message was edited Thu Jul 18 9:23:51 PDT 2002 by PurpleHead] | |
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Pop Tarts tee hee LOL | |
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? [This message was edited Wed Feb 26 2:05:31 PST 2003 by IstenSzek] and true love lives on lollipops and crisps | |
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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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LOL -- we got some real poets in here!
I don't have the whole Prince songs rewritten, just a few lines: Alphabet Street I'm going down to Paisley Park I'm gonna crown the first Prince I meet I'm gonna talk so sexy And knock him right off his feet! Kiss You don't have to be rich To be my bitch You don't have to be cruel To be my fool. U Got the Look You walked in, I threw up I've never seen an ugly girl look so butt, baby You got that look. In that same song, instead of singing "Your face is jamming, your body's heckaslammin'", I sing "Your face is ugly, your hair is all buggy". There are probably more that I'm forgetting, but that's a start anyway.  [This message was edited Tue Jul 23 19:57:28 PDT 2002 by psychodelicide] RIP, mom. I will forever miss and love you. | |
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