Song Parodies -> Santa'll Hit Your Bar
| Original Song Title: | "Sleeping In My Car" |
| Original Performer: | Roxette |
| Parody Song Title: | "Santa'll Hit Your Bar" |
| Parody Written by: | Peter Andersson a.k.a K1chyd |
Did you know that after a hard nights work Santa likes to finish off with a booty call? No? It's true, though being the slacker he is 364 days a year, and with all the gift booze (and other given things) consumed over the previous hours, he usually ends up at the wrong house. With a couple of billion houses to keep track of, who can blame him?
I'll tell you what's to come
I'll tell you what he's done
He's flying all night just to get close to you
Baby, babe, he's moving so fast
You'd better hide out
The tree is alright
But Santa's doing Meth
The flue is going Boom!
There's a strange smell on his breath
Baby, babe, he's moving so fast
You'd better hide out
Yeah, try to hide out
Santa'll hit your bar, an' try to caress you
Santa'll hit your bar, an' try to undress you
Preying for your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Ho-ho!
So hide fast tonight
He wants you for his ride
This steamy old pagan
Cos Rudolph been falling in line
Baby, babe, he's moving so fast
You'd better hide out
Ho-ho!
Try to hide out
Santa'll hit your bar, he's now a transgress jew
Santa'll hit your bar, so' pray that God bless you
He's after your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Oh yeah!
Santa'll hit your bar, an' he'll try to stress you
Santa'll hit your bar, his game is not chess, no
Preying for your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Ho-ho!
Tonight he feels lofty cos he's drunk
Tonight he feels lofty cos he's drunk
So very drunk
Santa'll hit your bar, an' try to possess you
Santa'll hit your bar, an' he ain't largesse, no
He's after your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Ho-ho!
Santa'll hit your bar, his mind is a mess, ho!
Santa'll hit your bar, he couldn't care less, ho!
Preying for your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Quaking up
Santa'll hit your bar, he's sure to distress you
Santa'll hit your bar
Red, white and bitty he is hung
I'll tell you what he's done
He's flying all night just to get close to you
Baby, babe, he's moving so fast
You'd better hide out
The tree is alright
But Santa's doing Meth
The flue is going Boom!
There's a strange smell on his breath
Baby, babe, he's moving so fast
You'd better hide out
Yeah, try to hide out
Santa'll hit your bar, an' try to caress you
Santa'll hit your bar, an' try to undress you
Preying for your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Ho-ho!
So hide fast tonight
He wants you for his ride
This steamy old pagan
Cos Rudolph been falling in line
Baby, babe, he's moving so fast
You'd better hide out
Ho-ho!
Try to hide out
Santa'll hit your bar, he's now a transgress jew
Santa'll hit your bar, so' pray that God bless you
He's after your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Oh yeah!
Santa'll hit your bar, an' he'll try to stress you
Santa'll hit your bar, his game is not chess, no
Preying for your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Ho-ho!
Tonight he feels lofty cos he's drunk
Tonight he feels lofty cos he's drunk
So very drunk
Santa'll hit your bar, an' try to possess you
Santa'll hit your bar, an' he ain't largesse, no
He's after your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Ho-ho!
Santa'll hit your bar, his mind is a mess, ho!
Santa'll hit your bar, he couldn't care less, ho!
Preying for your back seat as your bar's quaking up
Quaking up
Santa'll hit your bar, he's sure to distress you
Santa'll hit your bar
Red, white and bitty he is hung
© Peter Andersson.
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Loved it! 555, goes pretty well with my :"Coked Up the Reindeer" I think...
Bad Santa... my kind of Santa
He'd have to be doing Meth, to make the whoe trip in one night. "Preying for your back seat" was a great double pun, if not accidental, and "largesse" was good.... Peter, are you sure that English isn't your first language? You have quite a command of it.Tre Fem.
Belated thanks to Jack Wilson, AFW and the drifted far away from his home waters Tömmy Sköldpadda. :-)
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