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The Beach Boys', "Wouldn't It Be Nice"
Wouldn't It Be Nice If You Weren't Pregnant, And I Didn't Have To Say 'so Long'
Wouldn't It Be Nice If We Were Older, And We Didn't Have To Wait So Long
Submitted by: Michael Eddy
Frank Sinatra's, "Love And Marriage"
Pink Vagina, Pink Vagina, But It's Artificial- Made In China...
Love And Marriage, Love And Marriage, Go Together Like A Horse And Carriage
Submitted by: Michael
Bon Jovi's, "Living On A Prayer"
Hoe! Your Halfway There Ya Hoe Playing On The Bed Lick Your Arse I'll Do It I Swear
Oooh Halfway There Ah-a Living On A Prayer Take My Hand We'll Make It I Swear
Submitted by: Nanalarda
Steps', "Better Best Forgotten"
Lets Take A Chance And Hope We Win There's Lime In The Fridge So Stop The Fencing The Past Can Stop My Arse From Mending Its Time To Take A Shit 'cos Babies Know The Timing Is A Piece Of Shit To Forget
Let's Take A Chance On A Happy Ending (let's) Turn The Page And Stop Pretending The Past Can Stop A Heart From Mending It's Time To Let Go 'cos Baby You Know Some Things Are Better Best Forgotten
Submitted by: Nay
Unknown's, "Mazuma Jingle"
Hear Bullshit In Our Adverts
Mazuma Mobile Dot Com
Get Money For Your Old Phone
Mazuma Mobile Dot Com
Submitted by: Romersa's Protege
Roger Daltrey's, "Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me"
Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me
(don't Let The Sun)
Although I Search Myself, It's Only Scarring That I See
I Just Allowed A Portion Of My Pride To Be Burnt Free, Oh
And Losing My Manhood Was 'cos Of The Sun Going Down On Me
Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me
(don't Let The Sun)
Although I Search Myself, It's Always Someone Else I See
I'd Just Allow A Fragment Of Your Life To Wander Free, Oh
But Losing Everything Is Like The Sun Going Down On Me
Submitted by: Romersa's Protege
Traditional's, "Twinkle Twinkle Little Mama Luigi"
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
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."
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.!
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 )"
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 )
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"
'Cause I got one hand in my pocket
And the other one fingering a hobo!
'Cause I got one hand in my pocket
And the other one playing a piano
Submitted by: Flash Flood
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