Whenever my husband is going to be playing guitars late with his friends, he sings me:
Zette I hear ya’ callin’,
but I can’t come home right now…
etc…
Fits quite well!
Tengu, you should know better…
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo…domo
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo…domo
Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto, domo…domo
Tengu very much, Mr. Roboto
For doing the jobs that nobody wants to
And tengu very much, Mr. Roboto
For helping me escape just when I needed to
Tengu-tengu, tengu
I want to tengu, please, tengu
As for me:
And Oz never gave nothing to the tin-man that he didn’t, didn’t already have…
I understand you’ve been running from the man
that goes by the name of the Sn-Man!
Zette
“My little, bare-assed Zette.
Baby, you’re much too fast.”
(Apologies to Prince {or whatever name/symbol he’s going by this week})
breaks into laughter at this thread
Man, I’d forgotten most of these…and yep, still no songs for me! HAH!
" Like a Falc outta chat, I’ll be gone when the morning comes,
When the night is over, like a Falc outta chat, I’ll be gone, gone, gone,
Like a Falc outta chat, I’ll be gone when the morning comes,
When the day is done, and the sun goes down, and the moonlight’s shining through,
Then like a sinner, before the gates of heaven, I’ll come crawling on bact to chat…"
There. You asked for it. You’re lucky I didn’t take the time to use the “dieing at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun” line. And FWIW, and INHO, the Instrament intro to this song is one of the most kick ass EVER.
drive boy dog boy dirty numb angel boy
in the doorway boy she was a lipstick boy
she was a beautiful boy and tears boy and
all in your innerspace boy you had hands girl boy
and steel boy you had chemicals boy
ive grown so close to you boy and you
just groan boy she said comeover comeover
she smiled at you boy. let your feelings slip boy
but never your mask boy random
blonde bio high density rhythm blonde boy
blonde country blonde high density you are my drug boy
youre real boy speak to
me and boy dog dirty numb cracking boy
you get wet boy big big time boy acid bear boy
babes and babes and babes and
babes and babes and remembering nothing boy
you like my tin horn boy and get wet like an angel
derail. you got a velvet
mouth youre so succulent and beautiful
shimmering and dirty wonderful and hot times
on your telephone line and god and
everything on your telephone and in walk an angel
and look at me your mom squatting pissed
in a tube hole at tottenham court
road i just come out of the ship talking to
the most blonde i ever met. shouting lager lager
lager lager shouting lager lager lager
lager shouting lager lager lager shouting
mega mega white thing mega mega white
thing mega mega white thing mega mega
shouting lager lager lager lager mega mega
white thing mega mega white thing so many
things to see and do in the tube hole
true blonde going back to romford mega
mega mega going back to romford hi mom
are you having fun and now are you on
your way to a new tension headache.
The Andymaaaaaaaan,
The Andyman can.
The Andyman can 'cause he mixes rum 'n coke and makes the world look good!
note: Actual bastardization sung to me by drunk college friends
This is off topic - but the reply about Crazy Glue made me think of this…
I once tried to buy hairspray in England when I was 16…
they would refuse to sell it to me.
Fuckin hell! I didnt look dodgy back then! I was the regular 16 years old, looked like 18, was wearing glasses and nice cloths. Why oh why???
I was not gonna sniff the crap!!!
sigh
loons
…did I miss a memo on that one?
This is hysterical. Now something else to run through my brain at 2 am.
Nothing for my name. I’m safe.
Oh.My.God.
I posted that comment in the wrong thread
lies on ground screaming in a mad fit
I really have to go to bed guys… I am too tired and random at the moment…
loons
You have to be something of a metal-head to get the song that goes with my user name.
It works well with the chorus from Metallica’s “Sanitarium”
Mi-lo-ssarian,
leave me be
Mi-lo-ssarian,
Just leave me alone
She’s a screech----owl
Mighty might just lettin’ it all hang out
She’s a screech----owl
The lady’s stacked and that’s a fact,
ain’t holding nothing back.
She’s a screech----owl
She’s the one, the only one,
who’s built like a amazon
We’re together everybody knows,
and here’s how the story goes.
I am impressed, Sn-man! I thought I had picked something safe.
Clever and quick: I like that.
You and me, both, screech. I think I’m safe on this one. 
“And the Jester, on the sidelines, in a cast…”
This is a small stretch, but…
“Fal-con makin’ love…Fal-con makin’ love to youuuuuuuuuu” (my apologies to Falcon and Bad Company)
“But when we kiss. Oooooh! fier-ra!” (again, apologies to Bruce and fierra)
I think I’ll quite before I get hurt.
Cranky Old Man!
She posted Once!
She posted Bullshit like a Dunce!
With a knick-knack paddy-whack
hit the enter key,
Cranky’s in posterity!
Thank you, thank you. Apologies to those who will now think of the Barney song with the same tune
Stu-u-u-ter!
She’s the girl!
The girl with the naked touch!
She’s such a Stu-u-u-ter…
& so mis-splet. My ‘r’ was on work to rule. To make amends, I shall propose Dire Wolf for Dire Wolf…
Anyhing that world work for my name?
For some reason I always associate ChiefScott with Hansen’s Doo Wop…