( Johnny D )

A long, long time ago
I can still remember
Lots of music that would make me smile

Now when-ever I have a chance
I love to make those lyrics dance
And maybe, make you happy, for a while

'Cause some "musicians" make me shiver
With every lyric they deliver
Bad sound on my eardrum
I couldn't stand their vile hum

I can't remember on what night
I web-surfed my way to Amiright
But I was filled with deep delight
The day
I found
This site

So that's why I'm an Amiright guy
Dove-in heavy with a bevy
Of lev-i-ty to write
And then Chucky G was thinkin' frisky and sly
Sayin'
Keep it clean - no sex - nod wink smile
Keep it clean - no sex - nod wink smile

( Rick D )

Did you write a song of sex?
Or was it something much more complex?
If old Chucky tells you no
You find new words for cock and hole
Can subtly dance around the pole
And can you teach us what we need to know?

Well, I know that you're in love with slang
With every crack and every wang
The phrases that you choose
Man, I dig those near-nasty clues

You're a writer who knows how not to suck
With an inclination and a "What-the-duck?"
And I know you'll never get stuck
When writing
For this site

So that's why you're an Amiright guy
Dove-in heavy with a bevy
Of lev-i-ty to write
Funny songs are free, And I think that is why
We say keep 'em coming for they have style
Keep 'em coming for they have style

( Phil Alexander )

Now for two years I've been on this site
Reading songs both good and shite
It's better than it used to be.
When new cool authors come along
Writing un-explicit song
Couched in risqué subtlety

Oh, and so I read another one
Groaning at a corny pun
So three fives were returned
The vote had been well-earned
And while some folks write their songs of sex
Intending ChuckyG to vex
Our lyric muscles now we flex
When writing
For this site

( Johnny D )

That's Philbo singin'-

Why, why, he's an Amiright guy
Dove-in heavy with his bevy
Of lev-i-ty to write
An' his good ol'noise, keeps sinkin' into our minds
An' makin' all of us laugh so hard we shite
All of us laugh so hard we shite

( Jack Wilson )

I, I am an Amright guy
I write parodies and submit them
Day or night
The people vote when they look at mine
Saying "Im gonna give you three fives"
"Im gonna give you three fives"

Ive got lots of parodies of my own
The total of my votes have just grown
I submit a lot of parodies

In September I submitted my first parody
To the tune of a song by Avril Lavigne
Now I have a total of 90

I checked out Weird Al , I loved his sound
I had written a few parodies before
Havent done one yet about Al Gore
Then in September I was looking
Around, for a place to put my parody
I remembered this one
Then I submitted my first one
"Outdated" about outdated food
Now I have many more parodies
This is how I found this site

( STG )

I started thinking,
Sky-high as an AmIRight guy,
Make a bong song from a thong song,
With the spoofed lyrics right,
Those old timers were spoofing the Stones all night,
And singin', thank you Chuck, for this old website.
Thank you Chuck, for this old website.

Oh, and there we were all in one post,
Collaberations coast to coast,
With great rhymes backed with great rhythm.
So come on: philbo, Rick, and Johnny D
Jack Wilson's slick with his rhyme,
Cause writing songs are my talent.

Oh, and as I looked for words to say,
To shoot in this grand parody,
Nobody really cares,
Who I bash down or spare.
They censored me throughout the whole night,
S.T.G. makes those wicked writes,
I saw people laughing with delight,
The day I found the site.

( Johnny D & STG )

He started thinking -

That's why I'm an AmIRight guy
Made a bong song from a thong song
With the spoofed lyrics right
Those old timers were spoofing Beatles all night,
And singin', thank you Chuck, for this old website.
Thank you Chuck, for this old website.

( 2nz )

You join the site with songs to use
You meet the ones guy and pay your dues
And live to write another day
I admit that sometimes I'm sore
I want explanations for a four
But a voter... being honest... that's OK

So don't forget, you're not alone
Come write some more, call this place your home
This web-site Chuck has carried
And soon he's getting Married!!! (9/17, but you get the idea)
So through all the stuff I'll try to post
And all the subjects left to roast
Come raise a glass with me, A TOAST
Here's to the greatest site...

( Phil Alexander )

So why, why Mr Amiright guy
Are your parodies so naughty? And you sometimes imply
Something embarrassingly close to a thigh...
So tell me, how hard can it be, do you try?
Or does it just come naturall-y

Bye bye Mr Amright Guy
It's blowing, so I'm going.. no need for a reply
But I'll be back, so there's no need to sigh
It's just an au revoir, not goodbye
Guess it's au revoir, not goodbye

( Leo Jay )

I love how you took this song
And you made me laugh and sing along
To your new and clever words
For you took what the real song had said
And turned the meaning on its head
And you kept the humor up from verse to verse
[sung sheepishly...]
But... around verse 3... it... seemed to slip...
Cause your pacing - it was off a bit
(Criticism's tricky - you might think I'm being picky!)
[regular tempo resumes]
Well, I'm hoping that you're not appalled,
For on the whole I was enthralled,
And gave you 'Five' for 'overall':
Not 'One'... not 'Two'... but 'Five'!
So I give...

Four-Five-Five: It's hysterical, guy!
But you're liberal with syllables, so not '5-5-5'
You could have fixed the flaws if only you'd tried
(I sure hope you take these comments in stride...
Hope you take my comments in stride...)

( Luke Brattoni )

Oh, sly jives from an AmiRight guy.
Jovial ditties about titties
Get through, written in Thai.
Any words act coy? I'm clicking friskily fives.
Thinking: this pun is just way out of line.
Give me more you lamebrained wild child!

( Jack Wilson )

Oh I I am an AmIright guy
Posting parodies of songs
About grub like fries
Ive even wrote about gyros and rye
Ben and J. Lo, Arnold and more things
That Ive posted on this site
That Ive posted on this site

( STG )

So try, try, Mr. AmIRight guys,
Spoof the lyrics and submit it,
Before this Sunday night.
Those good ole' boys are finding something to write,
Thinking when will this funny thread just die.
Face it, it will never ever die.

( Johnny D )

My head's a whirl of wacky tunes
So I'll ask you if it's a full moon
But you'll just scream and run away

I went down to my mouse once more
Where I nerd with music until 4
Butt gets sore there, red from sitting, while I play

And while I sleep, bewild'rin' dreams
Subconsciously, I write parodies
But not a word is spoken
I'm sound asleep, not jokin'

And two guys whose songs make me laugh:
The Highlander, and, The Mighty Spaff
They get the joke
When I write "staff"
And say
"The poon-sticks rise"

And so we're singing -

We're all monkey Amiright guys
Dove-in heavy with our bevy
Of lev-i-ty to write
And we're good old boys who think up risque new lines
Sayin', this'll get past Chucky, yeah right!
This'll get past Chucky, yeah right!

If you're thinkin' -

Why, why, have you Amiright guys,
Dove-in heavy with your bevy
Of lev-i-ty to write?
Well, we're good old boys whose brains are frisky and sly,
Singin' "Praise The Mighty Chuck for this site!"