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Song Parodies -> "Your Feet"
Original Song Title:
"Breathe"
Original Performer:
Faith Hill
Parody Song Title:
"Your Feet"
Parody Written by:
Junior
The Lyrics
I was bored, and my dad gave me the "smelly feet" idea; I couldnt think of some lyrics so some parts may not make sense
I can smell the bad scent, floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
You watch the painful look across my face
And I just do not know what to say
All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze
It smells like crappy chicken farms
The whole world just fades away
The only thing I smell is your shoes and then your fart.
Chorus
Cause I can smell your feet
Please wash them; I can't breathe
And suddenly I'm exiting the room
There's nothing left to prove
Baby all we need is just to be
About to throw a punch
I'm gonna lose my lunch
Baby is that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can smell your feet
Your feet
In a way I know my body's waking up
As all the walls come tumbling down
It's worse than I've ever smelt before
And I know, and you know
There's no need for words right now
(chorus)
About to throw a punch
I'm gonna lose my lunch
Baby is that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can smell your feet, your feet
I can smell the bad scent, floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
Being with you gets me that way
You watch the painful look across my face
And I just do not know what to say
All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze
It smells like crappy chicken farms
The whole world just fades away
The only thing I smell is your shoes and then your fart.
Chorus
Cause I can smell your feet
Please wash them; I can't breathe
And suddenly I'm exiting the room
There's nothing left to prove
Baby all we need is just to be
About to throw a punch
I'm gonna lose my lunch
Baby is that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can smell your feet
Your feet
In a way I know my body's waking up
As all the walls come tumbling down
It's worse than I've ever smelt before
And I know, and you know
There's no need for words right now
(chorus)
About to throw a punch
I'm gonna lose my lunch
Baby is that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can smell your feet, your feet
I can smell the bad scent, floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
Copyright "Junior", parody artist @ amiright.com, 2002"If you steal it, they will sue..."
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