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| Username: |
mascarasnake |
| Favorite Music: |
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| Age: |
39 |
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mascarasnake's Published Lyrics |
| Artist |
Song |
Misheard |
Real Lyrics |
| Michael Jackson | Billie Jean | Billie Jean is not my daughter | Billie Jean is not my lover |
| The Beatles | The Ballad Of John And Yoko | They're gonna cruise it by me | They're going to crucify me |
| Doobie Brothers | Black Water | I wanna hear some f**kin' Dixie Lampard | I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland |
| Van Halen | Panama | Cannonball | Panama |
| Counting Crows | Big Yellow Taxi | They paved paradise and put up a f**ing lot. | They paved paradise and put up a parking lot. |
| Billy Joel | Scenes From An Italian Restaurant | Thunder and Eddie | Brenda and Eddie |
| Foo Fighters | I'll Stick Around | I'll stick around, I'll stick aroundBo baah bo, can't buy that | I'll stick around and learnFrom all that came from it |
| Foo Fighters | The Pretender | One of these things is not like the others | What if I say I'm not like the others |
| Pink Floyd | Breathe | Please, please Auntie Em | Breathe, breathe in the air |
| Foo Fighters | Big Me | But it's youI fell in, too | But it's you I fell into |
| Nickelback | Animals | Ain't nothin' wrong with t*ts, you stupid f***in' animal | Ain't nothin' wrong with it, just actin' like we're animals |
| No Doubt | Hey Baby | Hey baby, hey baby, heyHor-say, hor-say (as in Horsey) | Hey baby, hey baby, heyGirls say, girls say |
| Tool | Sober | Jesus was a dragon whistle | Jesus, won't you f**king whistle |
| Prodigy | Breathe | Psychosomatic accusé (as in the one being accused) | Psychosomatic - addict - insane |
| Prodigy | Breathe | Oh...bye bye, guy! | Come play my game |
| Saliva | How Could You | Why don't you cheat on me?Go, turn your back on me. | Why did you cheat on me?You turned your back on me. |
| Jim Croce | Working At The Car Wash Blues | But 'till I get myself straightI guess I'll just have to waitIn my rubber-suit, rubber-knees car | But 'till I get myself straightI guess I'll just have to waitIn my rubber suit, rubbin' these cars |
