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Song Parodies -> "You Make Lunch a Craps Game"
Original Song Title:
"You Give Love a Bad Name"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Bon Jovi
Parody Song Title:
"You Make Lunch a Craps Game"
Parody Written by:
Lionel Mertens
The Lyrics
This parody is about those people that gamble with our air quality by passing gas in public. If their personal wager that the fart won't smell, happens to more than flare a few suspicious nostrils, they immediately invoke plan B. Plan B ofcourse is a desprerate attempt to transfer blame to a glutonous dog, some pre-school kids, or some hapless terd walking by. Remember: Don't underestimate the power of digestion.
Your snake eye vile is what I'm dealt
Your wafting me sevens, then bluffing the smell
Chance and luck say the fart won't reek
When gas is a wager, you can't bet cheap
You're a loaded skunk
There's nowhere to run
No way to blame me
Your gamblin' has stunk
Chorus:
Cop to the fart
No dog to blame
You make lunch a craps game
You try real hard to curtain your shame
You make lunch a craps game
You make lunch a craps game
Blame your smell on your kids
Skid marks tell of your flatulence
A Dice Boy's scheme, you act so sly
Your stealthy air toss was your worst bet... goodbye!
You're a moldy sponge
There's nowhere to run
No fart worth claiming
Your dice are expunged
Chorus
Your wafting me sevens, then bluffing the smell
Chance and luck say the fart won't reek
When gas is a wager, you can't bet cheap
You're a loaded skunk
There's nowhere to run
No way to blame me
Your gamblin' has stunk
Chorus:
Cop to the fart
No dog to blame
You make lunch a craps game
You try real hard to curtain your shame
You make lunch a craps game
You make lunch a craps game
Blame your smell on your kids
Skid marks tell of your flatulence
A Dice Boy's scheme, you act so sly
Your stealthy air toss was your worst bet... goodbye!
You're a moldy sponge
There's nowhere to run
No fart worth claiming
Your dice are expunged
Chorus
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He-he-he. How about "You Give Buns a Matched Flame"?
LOL... maybe "Farting with Disaster" could be a good follow up involving that Molly Hatchet song...
Or how about another Bon Jovi classic..."Livin' With Bad Air"? Good one, Lionel...55
"Cop to the fart" - truly inspired :-)
Personally I fond it hard to tell what's going on... are they eating lunch or gambling? To me it sounds like the lyrics were originally in Japanese and something was lost in the translation...
I'm thinking it was both...intentionally so
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