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Song Parodies -> "I Hate Being Bait"

Original Song Title:

"I Don't Want to Wait"

 (MP3)
Original Performer:

Paula Cole

Parody Song Title:

"I Hate Being Bait"

Parody Written by:

the_conqueror_of_parodies

The Lyrics

Ever get stuck with the worst role in your friends' schemes? This guy has...
I open up my weary eyes
And see that hazy forest light
I try to move my arms but they've been tied
Don't think I'll make it out alive

Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-ooh-ooh-ooh

Why do you hate me?
Can't say you don't cause I've been
Through this kinda thing before
Chloroform tastes like shit
Thought that I'd be building resistance, I guess it's not up to snuff
Oh, this has gone farther than "a bother"

I hate being bait ev'ry time you come over
There's gotta be a diff'rent role for me
Sick of being bait, sure, my life's still not over
But that's been pure dumb luck, let me
Go, please

Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-ooh-ooh-ooh

Say I'm your best bet
To lure out the beast, well
Hasn't showed up yet, has it?
No matter what you drip
Upon my skin: barbecue sauce, bacon strips, plain old salt
Each week you try to put me up for slaughter

I hate being bait ev'ry time you come over
This won't work, just internalise that, please
Sick of being bait, sure, my life's still not over
Should know that doesn't mean I'm pleased

Oh-oh, think you're way too quick to force my own doom
Just because you found a new hint
Believe me, I know the feeling
Of losing sight of the thing you're after
Oh-oh, but my methods are less creepy
Than all your spiking my damn Coke, this
Is something that's a bit of a problem
It's a problem, quite a problem, shit
I think I hear it now

A pair of red and glowing eyes
With dripping fangs six inches wide
I guess this means you turned out to be right
You've got a plan to kill this guy?

I hate being bait ev'ry time you come over
But now I'm in the worst of my bad dreams
Sick of being bait, sure, my life's still not over
It's not close enough to lick me
I hate being bait ev'ry time you come over
And now there is a real bad smell from me
Sick of being bait, sure, my life's still not over
Please tell me that you heard my scream
"Help me!"

Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-ooh-ooh-ooh

But now he's fading from my eyes
Hallucination, been deprived
Of proper sustenance since, well, last night
Does that mean I can be untied?

I don't wanna wait for when these guys get the hint that this is kinda one of the worst things you can do.

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