“If I had a million dollars…”
Damn that tune is too catchy…
knuckle-dragging hose mongerer.
SDMB Self-Righteous Clique
But don’t tell my heart
My achy breaky heart …
“Shut up! I’m having a rhetorical conversation!”
Going from where Ruadh left off…
Possibly a verse from that song
You can tell my lips
Or you can tell my hips
That you’re going to dump me if you can
But don’t you tell my liver
It never would forgive her
It might blow up and circumcise this man!
I happen to have with me, at this very moment, Dave Barry’s Book of Bad Songs.
:: evil grin ::
I am, I said,
To no one there,
And no one heard at all,
Not even the chair…
Turn on your heart light,
Let it shine wherever you go,
Let it make a happy glow
For all the world to see!
Oh, and just for JillGat:
Baaaby Beluuuga, oh Baaaaby Beluuuuuuga…
SanibelMan - My Homepage
“All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs. Not my fault.”
Ooh, here’s one I just thought of. I like it, but you guys might hate it. Which is the idea, right?
"The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growin’ old (?)
But his blood runs through my instruments
And his song is in my soul…
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
I’m just a living legacy
To the leader of the band"
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“All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs. Not my fault.”
I gave my sister a copy of Dave Barry’s Book of Bad Songs for Christmas. That particular part had her in hysterics, although that might be in part because we had our own parody version at one point. The only part I can remember now is the chorus. It went a little something like this:
Don’t tell my bladder
My freaky leaky bladder
I just don’t think you understand
And if you tell my bladder
My freaky leaky bladder
I’ll just go and overflow the can!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
However, I’m surprised that no one’s mentioned:
Girl, you know it’s true… Oo oo oo, I want you…
NOOOOOOOOOOO! Get out of my head! Out out out out out out out!!! I can’t take it anymore!
BLAM!!!
An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.
Wait, is that the one that goes
“Girl, you know it’s true
All I have to do
Is take a look at you
Then I’m not so blue…”
(Hmm, it seems I might be edging closer to 500 with this post… hmm…)
Well you can tell by the way I use my walk
I’m a womans man
No time to talk…
If it jams, force it; if it breaks, it needed replacing anyway.
Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon
You come and go, you come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dreams
Red gold and green, red gold and green
“Shut up! I’m having a rhetorical conversation!”
That’s the way
Uh-Huh Uh-Huh
I like it,
Uh-Huh Ih-Huh
That’s the way
Uh-Huh Uh-Huh
I like it
Uh-Huh Uh-Huh
Or, KC’s other Big One:
Do a little dance…
Make a little love…
Get Down TONIGHT!!!
RTFirefly
Tee hee 
But wasn’t that the point? Stay tuned, I’ve got more…
NickyLarson
Yeah, but Nicky, I challenge you to give us the next line from that song (without looking it up on-line). LOL.
My additional entries…
I met her on a Monday and my heart stood still
Da Do Ron Ron Ron. Da Do Ron Ron.
Somebody told me that her name was Jill
Da Do Ron Ron Ron. Da Do Ron Ron.
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Shadows paintin’ our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Heaven’s holdin’ a half-moon
Shinin’ just for us
Let’s slip off to a sand dune, real soon
And kick up a little dust
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He’ll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin’ ends
Till the evenin’ ends
You don’t have to answer
There’s no need to speak
I’ll be your belly dancer, prancer
And you can be my sheik
Looooooovin’ you is easy ‘cause you’re beautiful
Makin’ love with you is aaaaaaall I waaaaaaana do
Lovin’ you is more than just a dream come true
Everything that I do is out of looooooovin’ you
No one else can make me feel the colors that you bring
Stay with me while we grow old
And we will live each day in springtime
Looooooovin’ you has made my life so beautiful
And every day of my — liiiiiiiife is filled with loooooooovin’ you
Lovin’ you I see your soul come shining through
And every time that we — ooooh I’m more in love with you
La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la la la la-la. [high piercing shriek]EEEEEEEEeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeeeeee!
Is that sufficient torture for you? :evil grin:
“How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.” - Anne Frank
Delta Dawn
What’s that flower you have on
Could it be a faded rose
From days gone byyyyyy…
Changing my sig, because Wally said to, and I really like Wally, and I’ll do anything he says, anytime he says to.
You know, every time I think I’ve thought of a new one, I discover Dirty Devil’s already beat me to it.
I think this one was missed:
I’m not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean
Philosophy is a talk on a cereal box
Religion is a smile on a dog
I’m not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean
Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep
What I am is what I am, are you what you are or what?
“Shut up! I’m having a rhetorical conversation!”
OK, for the rest of you geezers, since the young’uns won’t have reason to cringe:
I’m get-ting closer to my wur-ruld…
I’m get-ting closer to my wur-ruld…
The scary thing is, some of the songs listed I actually like having running through my head. Haven’t thought about Men Without Hats in ages…
But to throw some fuel onto this raging fire, howz about:
Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
He moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried and sang along and who’d blame them?
Now you’re grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
And we can sing just like our fathers …
Come on Eileen! Well, I swear (what he means)
At this moment, you mean everything
With you in that dress, my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty …
Ah, come on Eileen!
JMCJ
Give to Radiskull!
OK, it’s time to stop being nice and get the heavy artillery out. Brace thyselves.
" Rooooooooooooooooxeanne…
You don’t have to put on the red light "
" We both lie silent and still in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together,
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said or something I did,
Did my words not come out right? "
(And get ready for this, MoosieGirl 
)
" Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (4X)
Night to night
Gimme the other, gimme the other
chance tonight
Gimme the other, gimme the other
Night to night
Gimme the other, gimme the other world
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (4X)"
MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA
Coldfire
"You know how complex women are"
- Neil Peart, Rush (1993)
Cold, I’ll get you for that one…I don’t know when or where, but I’ll get you!
“I thought: opera, how hard can it be? Songs. Pretty girls dancing. Nice scenery. Lots of people handing over cash. Got to be better than the cut-throat world of yoghurt, I thought.” - Seldom Bucket
Sticks and stones baby… the only way to get me back is to get EVEN! But since you neglected to do so:
" Well I remember every little thing,
As if it happened only yesterday… "
AND:
" Teeeeeeeeeeeeeell me does she loooooooove you,
Like the way I loooooove you… "
:: EVIL GRIN ::
Coldfire
Voted Poster Most Likely To Post Drunk
"You know how complex women are"
- Neil Peart, Rush (1993)
“On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,
A partridge in a pear tree.”
Can it get worse?
"If you want my money,
And you think I’m sexy
Come on sugar let me know.
If you really need me,
Just reach out and touch me,
Come on honey tell me so."
Steve Dahl’s response:
"Do you think I’m disco
Cause I spend so much time
Blow-drying out my hair?
Do you think I’m disco
Cause I know the dance steps?
Learned 'em all at Fred Astaire."
You forgot the part,
“Do you think I’m disco,
am I superficial,
come on now and tell me so…”
Barcalounger on line 2, Mr. Diamond…
Cristi, I also love Safety Dance! (Although what the hell does that title mean, anyway?)
And Ruadh, how dare you smear Boy George?! Here’s a sample for ‘ya’:
"I’ll be your baby
I’ll be your score
I’ll run the gun for you and
so…much…more!
I’ll tumble for ya!
I’ll tumble for ya!
I’ll tumble for ya!
I’ll tumble for you!"
heh heh
Here’s one I really hate:
"Have I told you lately
that I love you
Have I told you
There’s no one else
Above you
You fill my heart with gladness
Take away all my sadness
Ease my troubles
That’s what you do"
BLAM