Odious and Wanting to Scrump
- in the style of The Beautiful South
Oh Ken, oh Jim, oh Mark, oh Rufus,
I wrote so many songs about you,
I forget your name.
Ken, Jim, Mark, Rufus, Bill, Ted too,
Ken, Jim, Mark, Rufus, Bill, Ted too,
I forget your name.
You could be at Air Force One or anywhere,
Arena or Club Pampanga,
Where everyone is odious,
And everyone wants to scrump.
And when odious and wanting to scrump are multiple,
I become so fulfilled and dutiful.
It doesn't take John,
To add a simple sum.
Either you were also fulfilled,
Or I was simply idiotic.
Idiotic, idiotic, idiotic.
Oh Ken, oh Jim, oh Mark, oh Rufus,
I've tickled so many tonsles,
I forget your name.
Jen, Kim, Rark, Mufus, Till, Bed too,
Jen, Kim, Rark, Mufus, Till, Bed too,
I forget your name.
You could be at Air Force One or anywhere,
Arena or Club Pampanga,
Where everyone is odious,
And everyone wants to scrump.
And when odious and wanting to scrump are multiple,
I become so fulfilled and dutiful.
It doesn't take Altair,
To tell me what I've done,
Either we were odious and at it,
Or I've remembered it wrong.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Oh Ken, oh Jim, oh Mark, oh Rufus,
I've pulled so many fancy lads,
I forget your name,
Men, Kark, Tufus, Red, Bim, Jill too,
Ten, Jill, Red, Bark, Mim, Kufus too,
I forget your name.
Idiotic, idiotic, idiotic.
Generated on 26/05/2009 09:54 by Chess Prodigy
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