Answering questions in songs

A guy requested this on a radio station once, and dedicated it to me. My answer to him was "Well, cuz you’re a worm?
My song:

Do ya wanna touch…
(Gary Glitter’s chorus yells the answer before I get to answer)
Yeah!

“uhm…”

Do ya wanna touch…
(Gary Glitter’s chorus yells the answer before I get to answer, agian)
Yeah!

“Er…”

Do ya wanna touch me there?
(Gary Glitter’s chorus yells the answer before I get to answer, yet again!)

Where?

There!
"Uh, I think they will keep you busy for a while. "

Yeah woah yeah
woah yeah
yeah…
(And Gary and chorus get it on.)

“Are you lonesome tonight?”

No!

“Do you miss me tonight?”

NO! stop calling me

“Are you sorry we drifted apart?”

Look, it’s over, just move on PLEASE!!

“DOes your memory stray , to a bright summer day?”

That does it, I’m calling the cops…{click}

{ring ring}

Hello?

“Do the chairs in your palor seem empty and bare?”

Son of a …{click}

Come on baby, where’s your guts?

In the lower half of my torso – why, where’s yours?
U wanna make love or what?

Umm. . .what. Yes, I pick what, espeicially if it doesn’t involve you.

Have I told you lately that I love you?

This is the tenth time today!
Have I told you there’s no-one above you?

Yeah, that’s the line you use when you want sex.

“Because I’d get asphalt in my asscrack and I don’t want to die like a possum. Plus all those chickens would walk over us. It’d just be too weird. Now, the bicycle path, on the other hand…”

Are you reelin’ in the years
No, I’m reelin’ in a fish

Stowin’ away the time?
Yes, time in a bottle.

Are you gatherin’ up the tears
Crappy way to water my garden.

Have you had enough of mine?
More than enough

Damn you, Annie! I was just listening to that song and came here to post those very questions. :: shakes fist ::

[Lyoner Ritchie] Is it me you’re looking for? [/LR]

Well, it depends. Are you customer service?

Tell me, How am I supposed to live without you?

Um, have you tried masturbating? It works for me.

“Do you really want to hurt me?”

Well, I didn’t spend $500 on all this keen leather for nothing?

Do you really want to make me cry?

Cry hell, scream is more like it.
*
Do you really want to hurt me?*

MAybe** this** {sound of whip cracking} is a clue!!

“How long has this been going on?”

precisely 51 posts
next question.

Tell me, How am I supposed to live without you?
Well, …you’re not!!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA {maniacal laughter} hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Q: Would you stay if she promised you Heaven?
A: No, but if she promised me $1,000,000.00, I could be persuaded to linger awhile…

“Would you know my name if I saw you in Heaven?”

Probably, but that’s no gaurentee I’d speak to you, or admit remembering if you spoke to me.

**What’s it all about, Alfie? **
I have never been able to get over someone choosing to ask anyone named Alfie that particular question.

I dunno. Curious, ain’t it?

Yeah, you see the size of the smile on that woman afterwards?

I always heard it as “Whatever happened to Fay Wray? [She went apeshit!]” But vive la RHPS difference.

“Who wrote the book of love?”
Andreas Capellanus.

Do you LOOOOVE me

What?

Do you LOOOOVE me

Og, not so loud!

Do you LOOOOVE me

You’ve ruined your hearing, haven’t you - what with all the screaming you do.

Now that I can dance?!?

Shut up, show me the dancing, let me think again, and I might be able to answer…

Where have all the flowers gone?
Into whorehouses

Where have all the young girls gone?
Into whorehouses

Where have all the young boys gone?
Into whorehouses

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Into whorehouses

Repeat ad naseum