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Billy Jean
Dave Leigh
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I can't listen to a song on the
radio without messing with the lyrics. Some are easier than others, and
Michael Jackson's songs have always been pretty easy. I suppose that's
why Weird Al has such a good time with him.
In
any case, I noticed that Weird Al didn't touch "Billie Jean". Can't
imagine why. So I decided to right that wrong. Of course, I didn't make
it about food. There's probably some deep psychological reason why it
twisted this way.
I've
done dozens, maybe hundreds of parodies, but I usually forget them as
soon as I write them. My way of saying that creativity lives,
regardless of the incentive to focus it in any particular direction or
write it down. That is, creativity lives without incentive, but the
product of it may not.(I hadn't even thought about posting this until this morning. Thanks to John Carroll for the incentive.)
(BTW,
no OGG with this one. Short notice. Anyway, you know how it goes. Oh...
and I know it's spelled "Billie Jean". This isn't that song.)
I'm so ashamed.
Billy Jean (parody)
full version
Ooo, I was dating a beauty queen
Such a kinky scene!
And with the lipstick and Vaseline®
She was the one
On the bed, on the floor, on the ground.
She said I was the one
On the bed, on the floor, on the ground.
Then to a calling from up above
Oh, I lost my love
She said to me, "Dave I've had enough
Foolin' around.
So bye-bye. Moving to. Holy ground."
My preacher always told me
Be careful what you do
Don't go around payin' for your love
And so I have to ask you
Now what else could I do
To satisfy my lust?
I think I'm 'bout to bust!
Hey, hey!
Billy Jean is made of rubber
She's just a doll I blew up Tuesday for fun!
'Cause my girl became a nun!
Got no air in my lungs
Since my girl became a nun!
She left me breathless in every way
Ooh, I have to say
Just to inflate her took half a day
I don't have a pump
Yeah, I know, what you mean, what a chump.
Uh, so take my strong advice
Just remember to bring your K-Y®!
Bring K-Y®!
The Reverend Mother just looked at me
Said, “She don't want thee”
She sent me home to my Billy Jean
And we went down
On the bed, on the floor, on the ground.
My preacher always told me
Be careful what you do
Don't go around payin' for your love
And so I have to ask you
Now what else could I do
To satisfy my lust?
I think I'm 'bout to bust!
Hey, hey!
Billy Jean is made of rubber
She's just a doll I blew up Tuesday for fun!
'Cause my girl became a nun!
No, No, Now Uh
No, No, No, No, No
Now, Billy Jean is made of rubber
She's just a doll I blew up Tuesday for fun!
'Cause my girl became a nun!
No, No
Got no air in my lungs
Since my girl became a nun!
Hee Hee Hee
Musical break (7 measures)
Whhhhh! Whhhh! (inflating noises)
Got no air in my lungs
Since my girl became a nun!
No, No, No
Billy Jean is made of rubber
She's just a doll I blew up
No, it ain't just Tuesday, baby!
No, No, No
No, No
'Cause my girl became a nun!
No, No
You know what you did
breakin' my heart baby!
Billy Jean is made of rubber!
Billy Jean is made of rubber!
Billy Jean is made of rubber!
Billy Jean is
I call her Billy Jean!
It's such a kinky scene!
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