Owoowowowww...
Parodia subtitulada de Borracha Etilica Kesha y su rayadisimo Tik-tok hecha por la gente de Barelypolitical, no tiene desperdicio.
MP3: http://www.sendspace.com/pro/dl/ze4d7f
Sing-a-long Freaks!
Letra:
Wake up in the morning feeling like Buster Keaton
Can't take my prescriptions yet because I haven't eaten
Before I leave I dip my dentures in some polygrip
Then I rub some BenGay on my tender hip
We're talkin' corns on our toes toes
Puttin on support hose hose
Drivin' down the highway slow slow
Chillin' in Boca Raton
Gettin' our Bingo on
Here's a picture of my grandson grandson
Please stop turn it down
does it have to be so loud?
You're blowing up my hearing aid
Its not covered by medicaid
My bedtime is six o'clock
My front door has seven locks
Because I'm O-o-o-old O-o-o-old
In the summer we wear coats
and we watch "Murder She Wrote"
Every day we go to mass
Hey you kids get off my grass!
Time out, lets have some soup
And rehearse for choir group
O-o-o-o O-o-o-o
Ain't got a care in the world cus we're drinking Rob Roy's
Then we get a ride to Denny's from my youngest boy
And the gents are lining up cus say we smell minty
But we show them to the door unless they look like Will Brimely
Sittin' and watching our stories
Judge Judy, Regis, and Maury
Remember when we were forty
(me neither)
Hit the early bird buffet
Then catch a matinee
What heck did he just say?
(I didn't hear it either)
Let's do the Lindy Hop
Did I just hear something pop?
The clock is running out
I've got psoriasis and gout
I'm cranky and I'm blunt
I say whatever I want
Because I'm O-o-o-old O-o-o-old
My grandkids are scared of me
Because I give them weird candy
I frustrate my son Bob
Cus I don't understand his job
Could someone rub my feet
and could you please turn up the heat
Because its Co-o-o-old Co-o-o-old
MP3: http://www.sendspace.com/pro/dl/ze4d7f
Sing-a-long Freaks!
Letra:
Wake up in the morning feeling like Buster Keaton
Can't take my prescriptions yet because I haven't eaten
Before I leave I dip my dentures in some polygrip
Then I rub some BenGay on my tender hip
We're talkin' corns on our toes toes
Puttin on support hose hose
Drivin' down the highway slow slow
Chillin' in Boca Raton
Gettin' our Bingo on
Here's a picture of my grandson grandson
Please stop turn it down
does it have to be so loud?
You're blowing up my hearing aid
Its not covered by medicaid
My bedtime is six o'clock
My front door has seven locks
Because I'm O-o-o-old O-o-o-old
In the summer we wear coats
and we watch "Murder She Wrote"
Every day we go to mass
Hey you kids get off my grass!
Time out, lets have some soup
And rehearse for choir group
O-o-o-o O-o-o-o
Ain't got a care in the world cus we're drinking Rob Roy's
Then we get a ride to Denny's from my youngest boy
And the gents are lining up cus say we smell minty
But we show them to the door unless they look like Will Brimely
Sittin' and watching our stories
Judge Judy, Regis, and Maury
Remember when we were forty
(me neither)
Hit the early bird buffet
Then catch a matinee
What heck did he just say?
(I didn't hear it either)
Let's do the Lindy Hop
Did I just hear something pop?
The clock is running out
I've got psoriasis and gout
I'm cranky and I'm blunt
I say whatever I want
Because I'm O-o-o-old O-o-o-old
My grandkids are scared of me
Because I give them weird candy
I frustrate my son Bob
Cus I don't understand his job
Could someone rub my feet
and could you please turn up the heat
Because its Co-o-o-old Co-o-o-old

