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Song Parodies -> "Yoga People"

Original Song Title:

"Loca People"

Original Performer:

Sak Noel

Parody Song Title:

"Yoga People"

Parody Written by:


The Lyrics

Part of my Pop Danthology 2011 self-challenge. Annoying roommates come in all shapes and sizes. Here's a hippy!
Bend left, stretch right
Stretch left, lean right
Lean left, duck right
Duck left, arc right
Arc left, twist right
Twist left, sway right
Sway left, flop right
Flop left, bend right (bend right)
What's the point?


Ev'ry single day, my roommate wastes her mornin'
I think to myself: what's the point? What's the point (point)?
Bend left, stretch right
Lean left, duck right (duck right, duck right)
She's obsessed with fitness (she's obsessed with fitness)
In a crazy way (in a crazy way)
Tries to change my ways (tries to change my ways)
Although I'm fine with my slobby livin' (although I'm fine with my slobby livin')
But one part that's obnoxious (but one part that's obnoxious)
At least to me is (at least to me is)
Holly, why are you obsessed with yoga-ga-ga?
What's the point?

Holly, must you be obsessed with yoga-ga-ga?
What's the point?

Pumps the sound of waves when I'm in my bed sleepin'
Still think to myself: what's the point?
Arc left, twist right
Sway left, flop right (flop right, flop right)
Do you need the incense (do you need the incense)?
It burns my nostrils (it burns my nostrils)
This is pure nonsense (this is pure nonsense)
What's the point?
Ev'ry time I've tried it (ev'ry time I've tried it)
I lost my balance (I lost my balance)
And sprained my ankle (and sprained my ankle)
What's the point, point?
I wish you would stop it (I wish you would stop it)
It's a load of nonsense (it's a load of nonsense)
You're not gettin' stronger (you're not gettin' stronger)
Neither are you limber (neither are you limber)
Fill yourself with soreness (fill yourself with soreness)
What a load of bollocks (what a load of bollocks)
Don't want any of it (don't want any of it)
Any more, please stop it (any more, please stop it)
Cut it out, cut it out, cut it out, cut it out
Cut it out, cut it out, cut it out, cut it out
Cut it out, cut it out, cut it out, cut it out
At least not now, I'm tryin' to sleep in (at least not now, I'm tryin' to sleep in)
I don't care if your bottom (I don't care if your bottom)
Looks great in those pants (looks great in those pants)

Holly, stop doin' that stupid yoga-ga-ga
What's the point?

Holly, stop wastin' time with that yoga-ga-ga
What's the point?

What's the point?

Eva started goin' on about how I had to give up milk and peas and God knows what, I mean, what's wrong with fuckin' peas?! So I told her she could stuff it up her chakras.

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