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Song Parodies -> "Mr. Glue (dance remix)"
Original Song Title:
"Mr. Blue"
(MP3)Original Performer:
The Fleetwoods
Parody Song Title:
"Mr. Glue (dance remix)"
Parody Written by:
dobbs
The Lyrics
JMJEvery time I submit a song on the site, I make improvements to it after I put it on. None so more than this. Besides, what lends itself to a dance remix more than a Fleetwoods song?
I've never had win, place, or show
I've always run caboose
I'm not a good racehorse, I know
It seems I'm bound to lose
My odds aren't very hopeful
At 195-2
So if you decide to lose money
Bet on Mr. Glue
I'm Mr. Glue
An overweight gelding
Out there on the track with a blind eye and a stooped back
And a nasty limp, too
Call me Mr. Glue
I'm Mr. Glue
I ran last at the derby
I just wander around with my nose sniffing at the ground
My days of racing are through
Call me Mr. Glue
I am a bonafide
Victim of equicide
To the
Glue factory
That will be my next ride
Call me mister
I'm telling you
My prognostication
Sticking with my past, I'll be stuck behind in last
Lots of sticking to do
When they make me glue
I am a bonafide
Victim of equicide
To the
Glue factory
That will be my last ride
Call me mister
I'm very through
Instable in stable
The futher behind I fall, the louder shops will call
And I'm hearing it, too
And they 're calling for glue
Call me Mr. Glue
I've always run caboose
I'm not a good racehorse, I know
It seems I'm bound to lose
My odds aren't very hopeful
At 195-2
So if you decide to lose money
Bet on Mr. Glue
I'm Mr. Glue
An overweight gelding
Out there on the track with a blind eye and a stooped back
And a nasty limp, too
Call me Mr. Glue
I'm Mr. Glue
I ran last at the derby
I just wander around with my nose sniffing at the ground
My days of racing are through
Call me Mr. Glue
I am a bonafide
Victim of equicide
To the
Glue factory
That will be my next ride
Call me mister
I'm telling you
My prognostication
Sticking with my past, I'll be stuck behind in last
Lots of sticking to do
When they make me glue
I am a bonafide
Victim of equicide
To the
Glue factory
That will be my last ride
Call me mister
I'm very through
Instable in stable
The futher behind I fall, the louder shops will call
And I'm hearing it, too
And they 're calling for glue
Call me Mr. Glue
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This is great. Nice work.
dobbs
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