Trying to take a stab at writing/playing my first song so I can join the musically unelite in the "Hall of Suckage"... So here's what I've got...Think very Elvis Presley-ish...Kind of a TUNKA TUNKA TUNKA type thing...
"TONIGHT WE'LL SOIL THE LINENS"
Somethin's goin' on baby and it just ain't right.
Seems anymore these days we only fuck n' fight.
You hate my posse and my snorin'. I don't ever make the bed.
Now you're hatin' on my sideburns and it's making me mad.
We're fighting and nobody's winnin'...
You drive me so insane with all the movies that you choose.
Last night I snored through "Legally Blonde" and tonight it's "Moulin Rouge".
If you ask a loaded question, girl you're liable to get capped.
You've got love handles darlin' by I wouldn't call ya' fat.
We're fighting and nobody's winnin'...
But I know we'll be done in a minute...
We're fighting a fight that no one seems to be winnin'...
But tonight, we won't fight, we'll soil the linens...
Before I met ya' baby, my debate skills were a mess.
You taught me how to scratch and claw. I can rumble with the best.
But I'm a lover not a fighter. But to you it's all the same.
So let's pull down the covers and I'll show you the difference again.
We're fighting and nobody's winnin'...
But I know we'll be done in a minute...
We're fighting a fight that no one seems to be winnin'...
But tonight, we won't fight, we'll soil the linens...
Anyway...it's a work in progress...
~(R)~
"TONIGHT WE'LL SOIL THE LINENS"
Somethin's goin' on baby and it just ain't right.
Seems anymore these days we only fuck n' fight.
You hate my posse and my snorin'. I don't ever make the bed.
Now you're hatin' on my sideburns and it's making me mad.
We're fighting and nobody's winnin'...
You drive me so insane with all the movies that you choose.
Last night I snored through "Legally Blonde" and tonight it's "Moulin Rouge".
If you ask a loaded question, girl you're liable to get capped.
You've got love handles darlin' by I wouldn't call ya' fat.
We're fighting and nobody's winnin'...
But I know we'll be done in a minute...
We're fighting a fight that no one seems to be winnin'...
But tonight, we won't fight, we'll soil the linens...
Before I met ya' baby, my debate skills were a mess.
You taught me how to scratch and claw. I can rumble with the best.
But I'm a lover not a fighter. But to you it's all the same.
So let's pull down the covers and I'll show you the difference again.
We're fighting and nobody's winnin'...
But I know we'll be done in a minute...
We're fighting a fight that no one seems to be winnin'...
But tonight, we won't fight, we'll soil the linens...
Anyway...it's a work in progress...
~(R)~
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derivation:
I actually sang this in my head. Brilliant. Mention how good the "soiling" is after the fighting.
solaris:
thanks, i like it