Sonny And Cher-'I Got You Babe'
They say we're young and we don't know
We won't find out until we grow
Well I don't know if all that's true
'Cause you got me, and baby I got you
Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
They say our love won't pay the rent
Before it's earned, our money's all been spent
I guess that's so, we don't have a plot
But at least I'm sure of all the things we got
Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got flowers in the spring
I got you to wear my ring
And when I'm sad, you're a clown
And if I get scared, you're always around
Don't let them say your hair's too long
'Cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong
Then put your little hand in mine
There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb
Babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
******
NOT Sonny and Cher:
They say we're young and we don't vote
But we did, now we're in the same boat
Now you enjoy the final result,
to like him you must join the cult
Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
He claims to be the best ever,
We've seen his like before, exactly never
smoking crater before he's through,
From what I've seen, we're surely screwed
Will this nightmare never end?
I don't see how we'll ever mend
Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
We got delusion, on the dial,
and it's only been a little while
And I'm sad, 'cause you're a clown,
there you are, when I turn around
Don't let them say your hair's too weird--
'cause I don't care--you're much worse than I'd feared
With you it will go wrong--
'cause you're ruled by your dong
Then put you little hands down pants
Hopefully your own,
think sunny future I just can't
Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
We got you to f*** up our land,
You're pathetic, don't understand
you're the booby prize we get
Slouching, talking chi-pet
If this is it, we're totally screwed
'cause you're clueless on what to do
stuck with you, please go away
hate everything you say
Drink the Kool-Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
Drink the Kool-Aid
Submitted: December 10, 2017
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Great lyrics, Mike. Very creative as usual.
Sun, December 10th, 2017 6:17pmFacebook Comments
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hullabaloo22
Brilliant parody, Mike!
Sun, December 10th, 2017 6:02pmAuthor
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Thank you much, Hull!
Sun, December 10th, 2017 10:05am