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Song Parodies -> "Baby I'm Overencumbered"

Original Song Title:

"Baby Don't Forget My Number"

Original Performer:

Milli Vanilli

Parody Song Title:

"Baby I'm Overencumbered"

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The Lyrics

When "kleptomaniac hero" meets "only so much room in pants"...
Most RPGs, it happens, dude

Ev'rything I spy in this mystical land
Well, you'll find that I will shove it in my pants, it's true
Weird but true
I-I-I-If it's not been tied down, you'll miss it dearly
I won't sell it for gold because, well, truth be told
Baby, I've got a big issue
Cause I won't throw out the things that I've got
Now that they're all mine, they must stay in sight
Baby, that means I can't move, move, move
May be mashin' Y, Y, Y
But now combat's slow, slow, slow

Ba-b-b-ba, ba-b-b-ba-baby
I'm overencumbered (bugger, bugger)
Ba-b-b-ba, ba-b-b-ba-baby (baby, baby)
My character's a lugger
Ba-b-b-ba, ba-b-b-ba-baby (baby, baby)
I'm overencumbered (bugger, bugger)
Game won't let me move (move, move)

I need to be lithe (lithe, lithe)
Dyin' kinda blows (blows, blows)
But when that stuff's spied, I lose
B-b-ba-ba-ba, b-b-ba-ba-ba-ba
B-b-ba-ba-ba, it may have no use (use)
B-b-ba-ba-ba, b-b-ba-ba-ba-ba
B-b-ba-ba-ba, I can't leave it, dude

C-C-C-Collection of mine, I love it sincerely
Sweet swords, armour so strong and at least sixteen mops
Baby, my whole playstyle is screwed
Roleplayin' this lout as a petty thug?
Really wish that I had thought of that line
Baby, before Fallout 2, 2, 2
Because by this time, time, time
That excuse would blow, blow, blow

Ba-b-b-ba, ba-b-b-ba-baby
I'm overencumbered (bugger, bugger)
Ba-b-b-ba, ba-b-b-ba-baby (baby, baby)
So much food with no hunger
Ba-b-b-ba, ba-b-b-ba-baby (baby, baby)
I'm overencumbered (bugger, bugger)
And I feel that's rude (rude, rude)

I'm stuck with this style (style, style)
Win chances are low (low, low)
Is the fault all mine? Ain't true
B-b-ba-ba-ba, b-b-ba-ba-ba-ba
B-b-ba-ba-ba, programmer's a douche

Random crap is in the thousands
I should still move fine, l-let me still move fine
Collectables in the thousands
When all's become mine, mine, mine
Approachin' the hundred thousands (ba-b-b-ba-baby)
I'm overencumbered (bugger, bugger)
Pixel hoarder? True

It happens each game, kinda blows

Not sure how clear it is, but my intention with the second verse is that the singer wishes he'd heard the idea of roleplaying as a petty thug years ago, that way its viability as an excuse would be long dead.

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