Misheard lyrics (also called mondegreens) occur when people misunderstand the lyrics in a song. These are NOT intentional rephrasing of lyrics, which is called parody.
This page contains all the misheard lyrics for Oh! You Pretty Things that have been submitted to this site and the old collection from inthe80s started in 1996.
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Don't you know that you're driving
Your mummies and bobbies insane?
or
Don't you know that you're driving?
Your mum is, in pockets, insane!
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Don't you know where you're driving?
Your mum lives at Bobby's in Seine!
or
Don't you know where you're driving?
Your mum is and Bob is insane!
or
Don't you know where you're driving?
Your mum is on poppers, insane!
Don't you know that you're driving
Your mamas and papas insane?
I think about a world to come
Where the books were bound by the golden Fonz
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the golden ones
The Birthers have fixed the Hindustan News
Homo Sapiens have outgrown the noose
or
The earth is a mix of Hindustan nudes
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their youth
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The earth is a mix of Hindustanus
And Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
The earth is a b****, we've finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
The author's a b****
The earth is a b****
Wake up your sleepy hair
Wake up you sleepy head
What are we coming to? No broom for me, no farm for you
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No groom for me, no fund for you
What are we coming to? No room for me, no fun for you
What do I see? Crack in the sky
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What do I see? A croc in the sky
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What do I see? A crock in the sky
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What do I see? Crap in the sky
What do I see? A crack in the sky
Written in vain, written in all
By a muscle man who questioned what we came here for
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned what we came here for
Written in vain, written in all
By the puzzled man who questioned what we came here for
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Written and bathed, ridden in oil
By the muzzled man who questioned what we came here for
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Written in paint, written in oil
By the muzzled man who questioned what we came here for
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Written in vain, written in oil
By the Muslim man who questioned what we came here for
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned what we came here for
You gotta go gay for the Homosexuals
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
You gotta make way for the Homo Siberia
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You gotta make way for the homeless superior
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You gotta make wind for the homeless who beer the ark
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You gotta make wind for the homeless who beery us
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior