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Song Parodies -> "A Class Three"
Original Song Title:
"She Hates Me"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Puddle of Mudd
Parody Song Title:
"A Class Three"
Parody Written by:
B. O'Connor
The Lyrics
Note: Class three, six, five and nines are all "ghost classifications" in Ghostbusters. the bigger the number the tougher the ghost.
Had a job, thought it was great
pay is good, and stay up late
worked hard for a month or two
then found out we were screwed
In the trap six I can't grip
Never thought I'd see the numbers slip
Then I started to realize
We were running out of fives
A f**king class three
Great
A f**king class three
And that's my luck
We tried so hard
With all those dumb ghosties now we have none
And we're losing pay
It was keen for about an hour
after that we lost power
Gave it all that we could dish
But there's no ghosts
no, none of that sh*t, no
In the trap six I can't grip
Never thought I'd see the numbers slip
Then I started to realize
We were running out of fives
A f**king class three
Great
A f**king class three
And that's my luck
We tried so hard
With all those dumb ghosties now we have none
And we're losing pay
That's our story, and it reeks
Lost our hauntee's and stuck with three's
But it's over and I'm pissed
'cause now the lowest is a Six!
A f**king class three
WANT!
A f**king class three
and that's my luck
We wished too hard
for just no more class three's, now we have nines
but excellent pay
la la la la la la la la la luck
Great
la la la la la la la la la luck
Great
for just no more class three's now we want one
Want
A f**king class three
pay is good, and stay up late
worked hard for a month or two
then found out we were screwed
In the trap six I can't grip
Never thought I'd see the numbers slip
Then I started to realize
We were running out of fives
A f**king class three
Great
A f**king class three
And that's my luck
We tried so hard
With all those dumb ghosties now we have none
And we're losing pay
It was keen for about an hour
after that we lost power
Gave it all that we could dish
But there's no ghosts
no, none of that sh*t, no
In the trap six I can't grip
Never thought I'd see the numbers slip
Then I started to realize
We were running out of fives
A f**king class three
Great
A f**king class three
And that's my luck
We tried so hard
With all those dumb ghosties now we have none
And we're losing pay
That's our story, and it reeks
Lost our hauntee's and stuck with three's
But it's over and I'm pissed
'cause now the lowest is a Six!
A f**king class three
WANT!
A f**king class three
and that's my luck
We wished too hard
for just no more class three's, now we have nines
but excellent pay
la la la la la la la la la luck
Great
la la la la la la la la la luck
Great
for just no more class three's now we want one
Want
A f**king class three
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