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Hello musers! It's time to whip up a frenzy of clever or funny lyrical parodies :D .

To add a further element of fun to the exercise, I would ask that entries - do not make reference to the Original Song that the parody is based on.

Musers will try to guess the inspirational lyric behind each parody, so be the song young or old, it would help if the Original Song is somewhat famous ;) .

Just post your lyrical parody in this thread any time :)

 

I know how talented the people on the Muse can be, so I am excited to see what y'all can come up with!

If anyone needs an example here is a short and I think, very obvious one (this is not an entry)

C

Sew what?!? I'm a Rock Star!

I'm not your grandma

Not threading needles!

And guess what, the hole that's begun

Take it to your mum

Not gonna sew for you, you cry!

'It's not right, it's too tight!'

Sit on a spool, ohh

Sew what?!? I'm a Rock Star

I'm not your grandma

Go take it to her tonight.

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I've written numerous parodies, but they're all far too graphically carnal to share here. :blink::ph34r:

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Market

At the market buying groceries for the weekend

Such low prices, such good choices, I’m elated

Crazy shoppers fly the aisles in a mad rush

Stock clerk smiles at the bustle then keeps working

I’ll shop in this store till I’ve spent my last dime

Look for the aisle where the pickles soak in their jars

I clip coupons every work night for the weekend

Look for specials, bargain closeouts, all the good deals

I pinch pennies when I’m shopping every weekend

Fill the trunk up, start the engine, then I drive home

I’ll shop in this store till my money’s all gone

Push my cart past where the pickles soak in their jars

Once at midnight as the store closed I came running

I’d smoked something and I hoped to cure the munchies

Frozen burgers, tubs of salsa, bags of corn chips

When I got home I ate so much I was aching

I’ll shop in this store till the clerks kick me out

Hide by the aisle where the pickles soak in their jars

;)

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So, help me understand - the lyric could be sung to the same melody line as the song we are "parodying" ??

(No, that's a question, not my lyric :) )

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Oswlek said

I've written numerous parodies, but they're all far too graphically carnal to share here. :blink::ph34r:

Oooh interesting, now you've got me curious. Come on Oswlek, there's plenty of time to make modifications or a new parody to add to your collection ;) We would love to see another facet of your writing :)

LyriCAL, good stuff! Thanks for kicking us off :D

Paul Canuck yes that's correct.

The idea is to let loose the Weird Al Yankovic in all of us ;)

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My wife loves coming up with parody lyrics, so I am submitting one of hers on her behalf.

Playground

Her name was Amy, she was in 6th grade

With metal braces on her teeth, and a smile so nice and sweet

She would play kick ball and sometimes freeze tag

Crushing on boys with all her heart, she was stuck as a bit part

And she was torn in two

Not knowing what to do

She saw Mark and she finally knew it,

He would be her beau

On the playground, during school's recess

A student only space on campus

On the playground, during school's recess

Where dodge-balls and hearts fly and crash all around

On the playground, she saw her love

Her name was Ava, she wore pink lip gloss

A foreign student from afar, she saw Mark staring so hard

And Amy noticed, her heart stopped beating

And no one saw her standing there, as Ava flipped her golden hair

Mark was her honey bear, Amy had no prayers

There was a peck and some smeared lip gloss

But just who kissed who

On the playground, during school's recess

A student only space on campus

On the playground, during school's recess

Where dodge-balls and hearts fly and crash all around

On the playground, she lost her love

Her name is Amy, she was a tomboy

But that was seven years ago, when boys just saw her as their bro

Now she's in college, and is a hottie

Still with a smile so nice and sweet, but no braces on her teeth

She stands there so refine and Ava's by her side

Boys should look out, Amy's on the prowl now, she's a man eater.

On the playground, during school's recess

A student only space on campus

On the playground, during school's recess

Where dodge-balls and hearts fly and crash all around

On the playground, she broke some hearts

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hi there :mellow: , here's my parody lyrics:

Verse 1: Look closely

At my lyrics

From the heart

A song for my beau

A rebirth

For the birthday girl

Verse 2: You and I

Share a sweet romance

But one that is never chronicled

Perhaps only sweet happiness

Chorus: Look now

Don't ignore me

'Coz our love was born

When our song was done

Finally.....

Bridge: If we're gonna make it

Look clearly

At our song's lyrics

And the rhythm of our love....

Rpt chorus

End.

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Have You Seen My Behind?

 

Intro

Have you seen my behind?

I put it on display

Because it makes me feel in touch with youth today

 

V

I'm rather glad that I was born with it

Maybe makes up for my lack of wit

Don't know what happened when I got out of bed

But I showed up at work with just a wig on my head

I'd like to say that it's the first time

But baby that would be a lie,

Another desperate cry, oh baby

 

C

Have you seen my behind

I put it on display

Because it makes me feel in touch with youth today

If I show you my arse

Flashing a tatt or two

Maybe you'll buy my records, like you used to do

Have you seen my behind?

 

V

I don't know where I lost the wardrobe key

Some guy felt sorry, gave his jacket to me

Director said, "“Is this the right studio

Didn't know I was filming a soft porno”"

The costume lady had some duct tape

She said, "So you don't get me sacked

Let's cover up your crack"

 

C

Have you seen my behind

I put it on display

Because it makes me feel in touch with youth today

If I show you my arse

Give you a bird's eye view

Maybe I'll sell some records, like I used to do

 

Woaaaaaahhhh

I'm using my behind, my behind

I'm using my behind, my behind

I'm using my behind, whoa, baby

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Hello again fellow musers! Just a reminder that there is still time to write or share your parody with us. If you need any assistance or have any questions feel free to pm me, it would be my pleasure to help.

Everyone is invited to make comments and help us work out the original songs. :)

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So does anyone know what each song's originator is?

Not me. :rolleyes:

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hi....

I'm guessing "have you seen my behind" is a parody of meatloaf's "objects in the rearview mirror"? n "playground" is a parody of "baby love" or "chain reaction"? :rolleyes:

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Playground is Copacabana for sure.

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Guess this died out with a whimper...

My first lyric was a parody of White Room by Cream.

Here's another:

Mojo's House

Throw me the scraper, I can’t see a thing through the windshield

With my back turned to you, you sneak a smoke

Then you pop a stick of chewing gum… to freshen up your breath

And we drive off to visit old Mojo’s house

It’s been so long since I saw him look like he was revved up

I’ve been concerned that he’s going downhill

Back in the old days he’d keep us in stitches

Let’s see how things are at Mojo’s house

Now we’re playing cards, and he’s trying to cheat me

And you make me think you’re hiding an ace up your sleeve

I want to throw in the towel till you both call me loser

After he cleans us out, we go and cook up some dinner

Mojo is telling jokes, cracking us up

I start to feel better when I see his great big smile

And we put on some tunes that still rock a vibe

I’m chilling out, it’s clear Mojo’s doing fantastic

Whatever was eating him’s faded away

We say goodbye and I’m feeling lifted

We had a good time at Mojo’s house

A good time, a good time at Mojo’s house

A good time, a good time at Mojo’s house

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Here is my parody.......

Look at my Bum

Look at my bum, look at my bum

And does it look alright

Might be daring, but could you take a look at my sphincter

Might be scary, but can you see a rectal tear

Look at my bum, look at my bum

And does it look alright

Little worried, 'bout the colour of my faeces

Should it really, be changing to diarrhoea

Look at my bum, look at my bum

And does it look alright

Bum, bum, bum, check my bum

Bum, bum, bum, check my bum

Bum, bum, bum, check my bum

Bum, bum, bum, check my bum

Bum, bum, bum, check my bum

Ice is cooling, the haemorrhoids in my rectum

But not helping, the rash that's appeared on my rear

Look at my bum, look at my bum

And does it look alright

Look at my bum, look at my bum

What a sight, what a sight

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Mine might be a bit too easy:

I once had a thought, or should I say, had an idea

I was on hole two, drop-ping a deuce, Norwegian Poop.

Eighteen holes to pick so I knew I could poop anywhere

So I looked around and I picked hole two over there.

I sat on my bike, biding my time, planning my crime

I waited 'til two and then I said, "It's time for poo!"

I looked down at what I did and I started to laugh

I knew it would cause some sort of maintenance wrath.

And when I awoke I watched the news, my crime was known

So I cracked a smile, I got them good, Norwegian Poop.

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Hi Folks

 

YORK STONE FIREPLACE 

 

(Intro)
I'm rock outside this store 
In the yard with a whole load more
Where strangers come along and pick the stones they fancy 
House modding is the name of the game
And folks have fashion and fads that come and go againi

 

(Pre Ch)
Its takes a load of rock and mortar
To make me look the way I ought'a
And I stand so grand with the house lights shining on me

 

(Ch)
l'm a York stone fireplace
Looking good with my buff coloured stone all aglow
I'm a York stone fireplace
Hearing great remarks from moms friends I dont even know.  
You'd think that I was made of gold, 

 

(Br)
I don't have a real live flame
It's electric with a Chinese name
When dad switches it on, it seems to warm the room ok
And it does what it's supposed to do
As long as it works fine I don't need a flue

 

(pre ch)

It takes a load of rock and mortar
To make me look the way I ought'a
And I stand so grand with the house lights shining on me

 

(Ch)
I'm a York stone fireplace
Looking good with my buff coloured stone all aglow
I'm a York stone fireplace
Hearing great remarks from moms friends I dont even know.  
You'd think that I was made of gold, 

 

(Pre Ch)
It takes a load of rock and mortar
To make me look the way I ought'a
And I stand so grand with the house lights shining on me

 

(Ch)
l'm a York stone fireplace
Looking good with my buff coloured stone all aglow 
I'm a York stone fireplace
Hearing great remarks from moms friends I dont even know.  
You'd think that I was made of gold, 

 

(Finale)
Yes you'd think 
That I was made
Of gold. 

 

All the best

Mike

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I had forgotten about this thread, but gee I laughed!:D

 

To Recap...

 

LyriCAL's  Market was written to White Room by Cream :)

MrsFaustoPakistan's   Playground was written to Copacabana, made famous by Barry Manilow :)

Kesha373's  'unnamed lyric's origin remains unknown :(

On ‎3‎/‎08‎/‎2015 at 11:14, kesha373 said:

hi....

I'm guessing "have you seen my behind" is a parody of meatloaf's "objects in the rearview mirror"? n "playground" is a parody of "baby love" or "chain reaction"? :rolleyes:

Good try kesha373, as much as I love Meatloaf, (since you don't know me that's an amazing guess) it wasn't one of his songs in this case. Which means..

Tracy somebody's  Have you seen my behind? remains unknown :( And I'm not telling, so you'll have to guess or wait for the video to come out :P

LyriCAL's  Mojo's House is still unknown :(

mick70's  Look At My Bum is still alas unknown :(

Monte's  Norwegian Poop is also unknown :(

Clemo's  York Stone Fireplace is a new parody to puzzle over :)

 

So if anyone has any ideas about the original songs that these were parodied from, we are still trying to figure some of them out, so please give us a hand. Clue's are allowed as well, as you'll soon see.

 

By the way Clemo, your song sounds so familiar, I'm hoping it will come to me sooner or later.

 

CLUE: Have You Seen My Behind was based on a song by a solo recording artist.

 

 

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Hi folks

I think Monte's Norwegian Poop is:  Norwegian Wood/ Beatles.       I thought the whole parody was shit 😂  Only kidding, it was excellent. 

All the best

Mike

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HI Folks and Mick70.  

 

so is Look at my bum = Here come's the sun/ George Harrison? 

 

All the best

Mike

 

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Any idea what song sparked the rezervoir for this one?   :P

 

 

Collaboration 

 

Late at night is when I want to write
When my passion will ignite
I'm dreaming of placing music to
Crazy ol' lyrics this mind construes

 

Restless thoughts have taken over me
Kind of like an obsession I can't break free
Highs and lows deep inside my veins
Only one way I'm gonna break these chains

 

Oh yeah let's begin
Ready for fun
Everybody can win
Collaboration  ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh
Collaboration ooh  ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
 Collaboration ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration  ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh  ooh

 

Write me a tune and I'll place the words
Meeting of minds, ain't so absurd
Marriage made without a wedding ring
Creative merge for a one time thing

 

Oh yeah let's begin
Ready for fun
Everybody can win
Collaboration  ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration ooh  ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration  ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Collaborate with me

 

Blind date calling lets do it right
Visions of a song are coming into sight
Just play your guitar, lets hear the sound
This wordsmith's working on words he's found

 

Oh yeah let's begin
Ready for fun
Everybody can win
Collaboration  ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration ooh  ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Collaboration  ooh ooh ooh ooh  ooh ooh ooh
Work it up

 

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@Clemo So is York Stone Fireplace a parody of Rhinestone Cowboy by Glen Campbell?

 

Cheers!

 

Doug

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LyriCAL, I do believe you.ve got it! It sings that way to me.

And Clemo I think that is a wonderful write as well. :)

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Spanishbuddha, it.s right on the tip of my tongue. :P is it Imagination or Fascination? Or have I got the wrong tongue tip?

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Hi folks

yes Rhinestone cowboy it is

well done LyriCal

I have an idea on SBs but i cant get the song name?

its good fun to take part thanks

All the best

Mike

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20 hours ago, Tracy somebody said:

Spanishbuddha, it.s right on the tip of my tongue. :P is it Imagination or Fascination? Or have I got the wrong tongue tip?

Hi, Tracy!  No, not "Imagination" or "Fascination".   :D     Might be close but no cigars yet.

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13 hours ago, Clemo said:

 

I have an idea on SBs but i cant get the song name?

 

Let it sink in Mike!  :P

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Ooh ooh Mr Beasely  ooh ooh !

 

I think I.m right this time. Carl, is it Infatuation by Rod Stewart.  (I.m quite pleased with myself just quietly - except of course if I.m wrong :mellow:.)

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Drum roll Tracy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ............................... Check the link to determine if you got it right.  :P     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGKtqbmHSos  

 

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Is this a running prompt? If so, I may give it a try. 

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Absolutely, jonie (I just tidied up the thread a bit). Please do join in :).

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I've written a lot of lyrics in my time but never a parody. It's not as easy as it looks! Had a lot of fun doing it though. :).

 

This one should be easy to guess. 

 

Nightmare Date

 

We met on “Find me a Partner”

Said he was the honest type

Lunch, face to face, I think

Jesus, we should have Skyped

He lied about a Phd

In Indonesian history                                                                          

Never owned a Prius and

He’s on parole

 

Stained shirt and garlic breath

Connections for scoring meth

Laughs whenever he farts

 

He’s my Nightmare Date

Dull as a butter knife

Unemployed and he’s overweight

A neck tattoo of Donald Trump

WTF!

 

He orders three more Miller Lites

Brags he’s loaded every night

Likes to fight

 

When it comes to relations

Says he likes to be on top

Rare deviations

Involve chains and a rider’s crop

I stumble to the vanity

Searching for sanity

Vomit my sashimi

With the thai noodle side

 

Thinking I should make a break for it

When thank God and holy shit!

They’re tossing him out the door!

 

He’s my Nightmare Date

Dull as a butter knife

Unemployed and he’s overweight

A neck tattoo of Donald Trump

WTF!

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Hello herpes my old friend
There’s that blistered lip again
Every cold sore seems to supperate
Happens every time I have a date
And it’s mission is to stop me getting laid
But not today
For I have found Zovirax**
 

**Zovirax is pronounced Zov Eye Rax (not sure how easy it is to get in the States)

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A little Gin 'n Tonic

 

A pub ban is something I hate
They took all my money, but barred the next day
I had two beers and six chardonnays
But thats not the reason for my bad state


A little gin 'n tonic was my drink

 

It's like pain for enjoying your day
It's a quick ride to sadness and shame
It's bad advice to drink more than eight
Who would've thought, it figures

 

Mrs half past nine was just here on a lie
She got all freaked out when I started to cry
She wanted love and romance but I was too shy
And as the fight broke out, she thought
"Well, isn't this nice."


Another Gin 'n Tonic, that's my drink

 

It's like pain for enjoying your day
It's a quick ride to sadness and shame
It's bad advice to drink more than eight
Who would've thought, it figures


Well, Gin has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And Gin has a funny way of screwing you up when
You think everything is right gin just blows up your face

 

A slaughter for lambs, the fight that I made
The no smoking sign, I smashed to pieces of eight
When ten thousand cops, came and took me outside
I watched you leave the bar
With no chance of being my beautiful wife

 

Another Gin 'n Tonic, don't you think
A little easy on the Tonic, yeah I really do think

 

It's like pain for enjoying your day
It's a quick ride to sadness and shame
It's bad advice to drink more than eight
Who would've thought, it figures

 

Well, Gin has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And Gin has a funny way of helping you out
Screwing you up.

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14 minutes ago, Murphster said:

A little Gin 'n Tonic

 

A pub ban is something I hate
They took all my money, but barred the next day
I had two beers and six chardonnays
But thats not the reason for my bad state


A little gin 'n tonic was my drink

 

It's like pain for enjoying your day
It's a quick ride to sadness and shame
It's bad advice to drink more than eight
Who would've thought, it figures

 

Mrs half past nine was just here on a lie
She got all freaked out when I started to cry
She wanted love and romance but I was too shy
And as the fight broke out, she thought
"Well, isn't this nice."


Another Gin 'n Tonic, that's my drink

 

It's like pain for enjoying your day
It's a quick ride to sadness and shame
It's bad advice to drink more than eight
Who would've thought, it figures


Well, Gin has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And Gin has a funny way of screwing you up when
You think everything is right gin just blows up your face

 

A slaughter for lambs, the fight that I made
The no smoking sign, I smashed to pieces of eight
When ten thousand cops, came and took me outside
I watched you leave the bar
With no chance of being my beautiful wife

 

Another Gin 'n Tonic, don't you think
A little easy on the Tonic, yeah I really do think

 

It's like pain for enjoying your day
It's a quick ride to sadness and shame
It's bad advice to drink more than eight
Who would've thought, it figures

 

Well, Gin has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And Gin has a funny way of helping you out
Screwing you up.

Isn't it ironic? ;)

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3 minutes ago, Alistair S said:

Isn't it ironic? ;)

That was quick! 

 

Sound of Silence? ;-)

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How about this one...

 

A Gnome

 

V1

I was a midnight midget, just a sad silent clone

Spent years upon the front porch of this nice lady's home

From a Porcelain Clan, trying to be a man, but I was a gnome

 

V2

Just a braveheart weathering the rain and the wind

For the happy day I'd be invited in

She doesn't notice me, not big enough to see

I am a gnome

 

pc

For all the times I've been on this earth

Through all of my reincarnations

Somehow I always end up a gnome

Always end up a gnome

 

c

So I pray, and I wait

I'm loving her all the while

She comes and she goes

I'm still standing here on these tiles

And she smiles...

And I don't want to be a gnome.

 

V3

I hear the sloppy breathing from the next neighbours lawn

Terrified the hound will somehow breach the wall

Flaming eyes of red

Long to see me dead

Wants to eat a gnome

 

pc

Of all the times I've been on this earth

And all of my reincarnations

Somehow I always end up a gnome

Always end up a gnome

 

c

So I pray, and I wait

I'm loving her all the while

She comes and she goes

I'm still standing here on these tiles

And she smiles...

And I don't want to be a gnome.

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Bee Gees, I Don't Want to Be Alone?

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2 hours ago, lyriCAL said:

Bee Gees, I Don't Want to Be Alone?

lyriCAL, You got it! Yay!

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Under a bus

 

Bloody, muddy, thats how I look, 

cos I tripped and fell right under a bus

As I lie here wishing that it had never begun

You shouted out and I stepped straight under bus

 

So here come's the van 

to take me to the morgue

And as I lie there so they'll

Put a tag on my toe

 

So you will know

 

 

Don't want flowers or a usless stone.  

I wont be under there as you might know

Just old worms and some rotting bones

Cos I have left with my spirit and flown

 

Where I don't know

 

Pity we didn’t insure 

Against my sudden demise

And you’ve forced to live

On a widow’s pay, oh my.

 

Don't want flowers, or a useless stone.  

I wont be under there you know

Just old worms and some old bones

Cos I have left with my spirit and flown

 

Where I don't know

 

One day you'll think about me lying under that bus

And wish you hadn’t shouted and made out such a fuss

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I came across this oldie in my lyric file. Not a particularly hard one to guess, but..

 

 

The legend lives on from the hippie-wa on down

Of the big lake they call Lake Austin

The lake it is said can turn a bride red

When the skies of November turn frosted

 

With a load of wedding goers some 25 or more

Then the Party Boat Central weighted empty

That good ship and true had a meal to be chewed

When the gales of November came early

 

The groom and the bride pure American pride

Her mother flew in from Wisconsin

As young brides go she was bigger than most

With her daddy’s good wallet well seasoned

 

Concluding some terms with a catering firm

When they left fully loaded from Midland

Later that day when the party bell rang

Could it be the north wind they been feeling?

 

A string on a guitar made an out of tune sound

And a kid hung over the railing

And the minister knew as the Captain did too

Twas the witch of November come stealin

 

The toast came late and the champagne had to wait

As the gales of November came slashin’

When wedding time came it was freezing rain

In the face of a hurricane west wind

 

When suppertime came the old cook came on deck

He said fellas it feels kinda breezy

At 7 pm when the stove went out again he said

Fellas these meatballs are freezing!

 

The Captain wired in that the boat was coming in

And the whole wedding crew were now mental

Later that night when he slammed the dockside

Came the wreck of the Party Boat Central

 

Does anyone know where the love of God goes

When the day turns the bride to Godzilla

A frat boy did say they’d have made it OK

It she’d put 15 more pounds behind her

 

He might have cut wide, or he might have bad eyes

He might have tuned late in the water

Now all that remains are the faces and the shame

Of the mom and the dad and the daughter

 

In a musty old hall near Volente they prayed

In the First Pentecostal cathedral

The church bell chimed for the wet groom and the bride

And each face on the Party Boat Central

 

The legend lives on from the hippie-wa on down

Of the big lake they call Lake Austin

The lake it is said make ya wish you dead

When the wind makes it feel more like Boston!

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Sounds like some Gordon Lightfoot to me! ;) You had fun with it.

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