-> "Guys I've Dated"
Original Song Title:
"Complicated"
Parody Song Title:
"Guys I've Dated"
The Lyrics
Uh huh, girls’ night out
Uh huh, uh huh, time to let it out
It’s girls’ night out
Uh huh, uh huh, let it all hang out
I’m out, with my girls tonight
Single, so we’re all fishin’ right
We all wanna find a guy to hold
‘Fore we’re old
Don’t know, where the winners are
But we’ll try our fav’rite bar
Think I see a guy, could be the one
He turns and ummm…
FAM-iliar face
A mem’ry erased
So I turn my back
Have a heart attack
I’m tryin’ to be cool
I feel like a fool, you see
Tell me
Why’d I have to go for him? We’ve already dated!
I threw him away
With lies about my compromised health; his breath I hated
A fib or two
“Ooh, pretty please, a disease, in my head
I’ll be dead in a week”
Cause I don’t rely on honesty
And honestly I never thought he’d know I misled
Oh, no, no
Ran out, found another place
Two drinks, Susie’s suckin’ face
With a guy she met on the dance floor
Seen him before?
I watch, as they stop for air
I’d know, that nose anywhere
Is-n’t he the one I dumped be-coz
Of his big schnoz?
Another guy
I ditched with a lie
Sent him a note
I hastily wrote
“I’m on a plane
I’m movin’ to Spain, Louie
Write me!”
Why’d she have to go and make it some guy I’ve dated?
If Susie wants to
Introduce us I don’t want to see his face deflated
Lies he’ll see through
Disapprove, didn’t move, that detail, it’s a fail, I regret
And I turn to find a hiding place
A disgrace, my confidence is really ailing
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Oh, no, no
Hid-ing, on the bathroom floor
Three chairs, are blocking up the door
Some guy, sent over a round of drinks
And I think
Somebody else
I’ve dated myself
Think his name was Jack
With hair on his back
I spun him a yarn
‘Bout buying a farm in Bree
Kill me!
Why’d I have to go and lie to those guys I’ve dated?
I told them all I’ve
Moved or that I’ve died and now I think they’re irritated
What could I do?
Be upfront? Or be blunt? Spread the word?
“You’re a nerd, I’ll forget?” No, they’d turn me into
Such a jerk, wouldn’t work; I thought it would be best to slur it
Oh, no
Now I’m stuck here hidin’ from these guys that I’ve dated
I’m never gon-na
Live it down with anyone else, I’ll just be hated
Just want-ed to
Run around, let ‘em down, I confess
Yeah I guess, it’s a mess with these guys I cut loose
Honestly, promising I think I’ve fin’ly learned my lesson
Oh, no, no
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