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Traditional's, "Twinkle Twinkle Little Mama Luigi"
Better Lyrics:
Twinkle twinkle little Mama Luigi
How I wonder what you must die
Up above the cass so high
Like a penis in the sky
Twinkle twinkle little Mama Luigi
How I wonder what you must die
Original Lyrics:
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Submitted by: Mike Hack
Village People's, "Y.M.C.A."
Better Lyrics:
Young man,
Stay away from those boys!
I said, young man,
They are not little toys!
I said, young man,
Find a nice girl instead,
To sleep with you in your bed.
Young man,
So life threw you a curve,
I said, young man,
Don't you be such a perv,
I said, young man,
Why not have some respect,
For the people you make so sick!
And stay away from the Y. M. C. A.!
Just stay away from the Y. M. C. A.!
They set up the place,
To protect kids from you,
'Cause they know what you all want to do!
So stay away from the Y. M. C. A.!
Just stay away from the Y.M.C.A.!
In West Hollywood,
You can show off your bod,
But the "C." stands for Christian & God!
So stay away from the Y.M.C.A.!
Just stay away from the Y.M.C.A.!
Why don't you butch up a bit,
And give the straight life a chance,
And sew the butts back on your pants!
And stay away from the Y.M.C.A.!
Just stay away from the Y.M.C.A.!
Original Lyrics:
Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy.
Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
They have everything that you need to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do whatever you feel ...
Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you've got to know this one thing!
No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the Y.M.C.A.
I'm sure they can help you today.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
They have everything that you need to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel ...
Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so jive ...
That's when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
It's a place there called the Y.M.C.A.
They can start you back on your way.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
They have everything that you need to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...
YMCA
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A
Young man, young man there's no need to feel down
Young man, young man pick yourself off the ground
Y-M-C-A
then just go to the Y-M-C-A
young man, young man I was once in your shoes
young man, young man I said, I was down and out with the blues.
Y-M-C-A
Submitted by: Fred Snider
Harry Belafonte, Jr.'s, "Day O ( Banana Boat Song )"
Better Lyrics:
Day old, Day old bread.
Day old bread, & me wanna grow mold.
Black Jamaican whore on banana boat,
Day old bread, & me wanna grow mold.
Would'a been better off if I'd just fucked the goat,
Dick go drip, & me wanna grow mold.
Hey, ghonnorea gal, why were you so willin'?
Dick go drip, & me wanna grow mold,
Now I need a major dose of homemade pennicilin,
Day old bread, & me wanna grow mold.
( Chorus )
Little astronaut fall into black ho.
Dick go drip, & me wanna grow mold,
Now the free clinic ain't so free no mo',
Day old bread, & me wanna grow mold.
( Chorus )
Original Lyrics:
Day-o, day-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Me say day, me say day-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Work all night on a drink of rum
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Stack banana till de mornin' come
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day...
Daylight come and me wan' go home
A beautiful bunch o' ripe banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Hide the deadly black tarantula
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch >BR> Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day...
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day-o, day-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Me say day, me say day-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home
Submitted by: Fred Snider
Alanis Morissette's, "Hand in my pocket"
Better Lyrics:
'Cause I got one hand in my pocket
And the other one fingering a hobo!
Original Lyrics:
'Cause I got one hand in my pocket
And the other one playing a piano
Submitted by: Flash Flood
Paul McCartney and Wings', "Silly Little Love Songs"
Better Lyrics:
You'd think that women would have had enough of sucking my schlong
It almost makes them have to choke inside their throat
Some girls would rather put their hands all over my schlong
And jerk me off
'till I explode, and here I go.....again
I just spewed, I just spewed
I just spewed, I just spewed
Original Lyrics:
You'd think that people would have had enough of silly love songs
I look around me and I see it isn't so
Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs
And what's wrong with that?
I'd like to know, 'cause here I go again
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
Submitted by: Lon
Bon Jovi's, "You Give Love a Bad Name"
Better Lyrics:
Stroked on my cock, and then I came
Darlin', I just made a cum stain
Original Lyrics:
Shot through the heart, and you're to blame
Darlin', you give love a bad name
Submitted by: Lon
Frank Sinatra's, "Love and Marriage (Married with Children theme)"
Better Lyrics:
First they kill ya, then they fill ya
It's a thing that we call necrophilia
You're more sure to have her
If she's only a cadaver
Original Lyrics:
Love and marriage, love and marriage
Go together like a horse and carriage
This I tell you brother
You cant have one without the other
Submitted by: Brad Teal
DMX's, "Party Up"
Better Lyrics:
Woo!
Y'all gonna make me wear some pink
up in here
up in here
y'all gonna make go all queer
up in here
up in here
y'all gonna make me lose my cool
up in here
up in here
y'all gonna make me act a gay fool
up in hear
up in hear....
Original Lyrics:
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
y'all gon' make me act a fool
up in here, up in here
y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here
Submitted by: Anthony Spence
Jefferson Starship's, "We Built This City"
Better Lyrics:
We built these titties,
We built these titties of si-li-cone
Original Lyrics:
We built this city,
We built this city on rock and roll
Submitted by: I dare not say
The Contours', "Do You Love Me"
Better Lyrics:
Watch me now,
Oh,(squirt, squirt).
I work it out baby, (Squirt, squirt).
Well, you're drivin' me crazy, (Squirt, squirt).
Just a little bit left over, (Suirt).
I'm a masturbater, (I'm a masterbater).
Original Lyrics:
Watch me now,
Oh,(work, work).
Oh, work it all baby, (Work, work).
Well, you're drivin' me crazy, (Work, work).
With a little bit of soul now, (Work).
I can mash-potato, (I can mash-potato).
Submitted by: I dare not say

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