Song Parodies -> Nine Months (Amiright Idol)
| Original Song Title: | "One Week" |
| Original Performer: | Barenaked Ladies |
| Parody Song Title: | "Nine Months (Amiright Idol)" |
| Parody Written by: | Gianni Parmesiani |
It's been nine months since we did the deed
We had sex-you've been carrying my seed
Eight months since you've had to bleed
Warnings on the box that we both just did not heed
Six months since we told your folks
I'm really getting tired of your old man's bad jokes
Just today you felt like you peed
But now your water's broken; it is your time indeed
Grab your bag and keep your head clear
And I'll get the car, dear
You'll think you're riding with dale earnhardt
I'll slam pedal to metal and get you to the hospital
Now don't you panic
Cause I know the fastest route by heart
We're gonna make it, don't you worry
Hon, don't you trust me
Should be no traffic on the road
Oh, no, hon, got to get gas
Breathe, those pains will pass
You look like you're about to explode
Gonna have to speed and pay no heed
Instead of follow gonna lead
Feel like an outlaw kinda like eastwood's josie wales
I can't find third gear; should be right here
Hon, do you think that you could steer?
Curse these eighteen wheelers;
Move too slow just like big snails
Hon, can I help it if I thought the cop here would get it
Once I explained I thought he'd forget it
He's one of those guys who can't have a family
Can't understand why he's mean
Hon, we're here now
I'll get an orderly to help you to a wheelchair
I'll park the suv and be right behind you
It's been ten hours since the doctor came
Went to look for him but didn't know his name
Three hours since you asked for drugs
Sure seems the staff is moving slow as slugs
Been sixteen hours since I've had some food
I asked for a menu and I was treated real rude
Rest easy, hon, I'll be right back
You see I'm hungry and I need to go find a snack
Kentucky fried, hon, the popcorn chicken
You want a handful? hey, they're finger lickin
Don't be silly-doesn't matter-already fatter
Let go; throw caution right to the wind
Want burger king, hon? how 'bout a whopper?
A smoothie topper
From wendy's? really like the chocolate ones
Or from mcdonald's? how 'bout french fries?
Ok, you don't want fries
And you'll kill me if I don't find a nurse
Gonna get your doctor now, hon,
Gonna make sure he's on the run, so don't curse
Loudly cause it's kinda getting me a bit scared
Gotta get her calm; she's like her mom
Both start naming me and blaming me for all wrongs
I've now done all that I've dared
Hon, I can't help it;
Think you look funny when you're in pain
Trying hard not to scream and go insane
You're the kinda gal who needs and epidural
Don't know what I mean? so sue me
I have a tendancy to laugh when I get nervous
I have a bad habit of fainting at blood
It's been one hour since you birthed our son
Changed your first thoughts that he'd be our only one
Some time 'til he's potty trained
By the time he's done with college
Our accounts will be drained
Two days 'til we bring him home
Just realized we've both grown up-isn't that insane?
It's gas or he just smiled at me
Who knew that having kids would make us both so happy
He just pooped in his pants; time to change his nappy
When he grows up I'd like him to call me "pappy"
He seems feisty so let's call him "scrappy"
We had sex-you've been carrying my seed
Eight months since you've had to bleed
Warnings on the box that we both just did not heed
Six months since we told your folks
I'm really getting tired of your old man's bad jokes
Just today you felt like you peed
But now your water's broken; it is your time indeed
Grab your bag and keep your head clear
And I'll get the car, dear
You'll think you're riding with dale earnhardt
I'll slam pedal to metal and get you to the hospital
Now don't you panic
Cause I know the fastest route by heart
We're gonna make it, don't you worry
Hon, don't you trust me
Should be no traffic on the road
Oh, no, hon, got to get gas
Breathe, those pains will pass
You look like you're about to explode
Gonna have to speed and pay no heed
Instead of follow gonna lead
Feel like an outlaw kinda like eastwood's josie wales
I can't find third gear; should be right here
Hon, do you think that you could steer?
Curse these eighteen wheelers;
Move too slow just like big snails
Hon, can I help it if I thought the cop here would get it
Once I explained I thought he'd forget it
He's one of those guys who can't have a family
Can't understand why he's mean
Hon, we're here now
I'll get an orderly to help you to a wheelchair
I'll park the suv and be right behind you
It's been ten hours since the doctor came
Went to look for him but didn't know his name
Three hours since you asked for drugs
Sure seems the staff is moving slow as slugs
Been sixteen hours since I've had some food
I asked for a menu and I was treated real rude
Rest easy, hon, I'll be right back
You see I'm hungry and I need to go find a snack
Kentucky fried, hon, the popcorn chicken
You want a handful? hey, they're finger lickin
Don't be silly-doesn't matter-already fatter
Let go; throw caution right to the wind
Want burger king, hon? how 'bout a whopper?
A smoothie topper
From wendy's? really like the chocolate ones
Or from mcdonald's? how 'bout french fries?
Ok, you don't want fries
And you'll kill me if I don't find a nurse
Gonna get your doctor now, hon,
Gonna make sure he's on the run, so don't curse
Loudly cause it's kinda getting me a bit scared
Gotta get her calm; she's like her mom
Both start naming me and blaming me for all wrongs
I've now done all that I've dared
Hon, I can't help it;
Think you look funny when you're in pain
Trying hard not to scream and go insane
You're the kinda gal who needs and epidural
Don't know what I mean? so sue me
I have a tendancy to laugh when I get nervous
I have a bad habit of fainting at blood
It's been one hour since you birthed our son
Changed your first thoughts that he'd be our only one
Some time 'til he's potty trained
By the time he's done with college
Our accounts will be drained
Two days 'til we bring him home
Just realized we've both grown up-isn't that insane?
It's gas or he just smiled at me
Who knew that having kids would make us both so happy
He just pooped in his pants; time to change his nappy
When he grows up I'd like him to call me "pappy"
He seems feisty so let's call him "scrappy"
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Excellent achievement with this Gianni. Very hard song. I've never attempted it myself. Some sparse pacing hiccups, but easily excusable considering the song difficulty. Especially liked: "Or from mcdonald's? how 'bout french fries?
Ok, you don't want fries
And you'll kill me if I don't find a nurse". And you're a brave man comparing her to her mom while she's having your kids, that's risky business, man. Also, my experience with eighteen-wheelers has never been good. They're too fast on the interstates and too slow everywhere else. I wouldn't wanna drive one. This comment will be long. Anyhow, don't be surprised if some don't receive the subject matter very well. A parody involving epidurals and blood can be a hard sell, but I think you did it well.
"It's been three weeks since they post the rules/This song is exhausting, I must find a drink cool..." 5-5-5 when I catch my breath.
Thanks, Glen and Melanie. I, too, am exhausted, but, man, was that fun to do!!
(Amiright Idol) Let's get crackin' here...Loved your song choice to the topic choice, having been there myself! Lots of humor--and poignancy--in there! Nitpick: the line after "epidural" should have rhymed. 555
(Idle) Excellent work and fun to read along with the OS. Lots of funny lines as well. "One Week" is hard to karaoke - this is quite singable, though it would take a lot of practice to get it right (it goes so fast that I think memorization of the lyrics would be a must).
. . . " I'd rather miss this scene, if you don't mind. " Ms Etta in 'Butch Cassidy & SunDance Kid ', circa 1970.
(Idol) Song choice was great, classic epic that I myself still have to hit. . my biggest problem here was simply trying to keep up with the rhyme scheme in your parody. I am a mixed bag on my opinion of changing up rhyme schemes. In faster songs a completely altered rhyme scheme can be hard to follow without many attempts, luckily in a recording this isn't a problem like it is in trying to read this parody. I kinda had to re-read it though without the song to get the jokes.
I disagree with Dave's "need" to change up the rhyme scheme, because I do it all the time, and I thought that this parody was pretty great a top winner perhaps, it was just really, really funny. Great job!
(SOTM) Great effort. Well done. 555
Well done here
My first born made it known it was time at 3;00AM. I got yanked over by the cops for speeding on my way to the hospital. My cop was decent though. He gave me an escort and no ticket. I dunno what the hurry was, my wife was in labor for about 8 hours. I remember telling her to play it up big for the cop so I wouldn't get a ticket - we men do not think very clearly in these types of situations. I like this.
(SOTM) I'm growing to love your hilarious parodies, this being no exception. I loved the "fries" part - reminds me terribly of my bf's tendency to medicate any illness of mine with "look, I brought you Taco Bell!". But the whole thing was a hoot. The teensy pacing glitches weren't much of an issue the second time around. This is gonna be a fun month.
555 condoms for you...
(SOTM) The rhyme sheme was a bit off, and I had trouble with the pacing, but this was a solid effort for such a difficult song! 555 for you!
Same with my last comment. . .rhyme scheme changed so much that some parts were hard to follow in a fast song. . .anyway, I haven't changed my opinion that it was really funny though.
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