"Stop. Doing. This. To. Me.
Sheeeee raced me over Tourmalet
A pleasure to treasure or so they say
Maybe if I had finished I'd have won a prize
Boy she made me pay
Sheeeee made my leg muscles really sing
Not to mention the…"
"No no Kylie, you are "She"
The funny (dumb? stupid?) thing is when I was more musical than I am now (i.e. actually played with other people) I couldn't write a lyric to save myself. But I don't mind a bit of this parody stuff."
"Damn you, I tried and tried to resist but the force is weak with this one. To the tune of you-know-what:
A used Karate MonkayAn accident, on Kings WayMore despair, at Peter GayI post on Sydney Cyclae
My inbox, is clogged with