We were raised on Rock and Country.
Singin' along with Elvis in the car.
We're not responsible for what we're doin'.
Those Dee-Jays made us what we are.

CHORUS:
And it's up against the wall Parody Writers,
Writers who sustain this dot com site.
It's not our song, but sing along, you know the tune.
Just havin' fun with lyrics on amIright.

Well, one might like that cold Budweiser.
And one might lean toward smooth Kentucky liquor.
One might drive a pickup truck with a Dixie flag,
Or a Volvo, with a "Think Whirled Peas" bumper sticker.

Repeat CHORUS

(Spoken, with all the sincerity you can muster):

A is for the authors. A parody is just a hum without one.
M is for malcolm higgins, who has no shift key on his keyboard.
I is for I, me, SteinRhymer. Because I wrote this parody, that's why.
R is for reverence, of which we have none.
I is for Iraq. So much parody material, so little time.
G is for great new parodies every day.
H is for honest appraisal and high rating, may the two not conflict.
T is for Tong, Mr. Prolific, and that spells...

AmIright!

Repeat CHORUS

(All together now, one more chorus with a rousing finish!)