You know what's really bad?
Oct. 15th, 2009 02:37 pmWhen you take up a challenge to write the worst song lyrics you can think up...and they start earworming you.
Wrong, so very wrong, on so many levels.
ETA: Due to overwhelming demand (well, okay,
geniusofevil) I've added my attempt at the bad lyrics writing challenge. I've placed it behind a cut to protect the innocent.
Too proud woman, let me in
Wasted lovin' is a sin
Too proud woman, bend a little
Makes me hot like I'm on a griddle
Someday, baby, you will die
When you rot your dust will fly
When you're old you won't be spry
So get your lovin' before you fry
Lovin's lovely, lovin' you
Run with the wind and sing it, too
Touch the sky and mountaintops
Grab the moment before it drops
Someday, baby, you will die
When you rot your dust will fly
When you're old you won't be spry
So get your lovin' before you fry
Wrong, so very wrong, on so many levels.
ETA: Due to overwhelming demand (well, okay,
Too proud woman, let me in
Wasted lovin' is a sin
Too proud woman, bend a little
Makes me hot like I'm on a griddle
Someday, baby, you will die
When you rot your dust will fly
When you're old you won't be spry
So get your lovin' before you fry
Lovin's lovely, lovin' you
Run with the wind and sing it, too
Touch the sky and mountaintops
Grab the moment before it drops
Someday, baby, you will die
When you rot your dust will fly
When you're old you won't be spry
So get your lovin' before you fry
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