Achy Breaky Song Weird Al Yankovic
Verse 1:
You can torture me, with Donnie and Marie
You can play some Barry Manilow
Or you could play some schlock
Like New Kids on the Block
Or any Villiage People song you know.
Or play Vanilla Ice, hey you can play him twice,
And you can play the Bee Gees any day,
But Mr. DJ please, I'm beggin' on my knees,
I just can't take no more of Billy Ray.
Chorus:
Don't play that song, that achy breaky song
The most annoying song i know
And if you play that song, that achy breaky song
I might blow up my radio
OOOOOOOOOOOO
Verse 2:
You can clear the room by playin' Debbie Boone
Or crank your ABBA records until dawn
Or I can even hear Slim Whitman or Zampher
Don't mind a Yoko Ono marathon
Or play some Tiffany, on A-Track or CD
Or scrape your finger nails accross a board,
Or tie me to a chair and kick me down the stairs
Just please don't play that stupid song no more
Don't play that song, that achy breaky song
You know I hate that song a bunch
And if you play that song, that nauseating song
It might just make me lose my lunch
OOOOOOOOOOOO
Don't play that song, that achy breaky song
I think it's driving me insane
Oh please don't play that song, that irritating song
I'd rather have a pitchfork in my brain
Don't play that song, that achy breaky song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song, that achy breaky song
I might blow up my radio
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
NA NA NA NA, NA NA NA NA NA, NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA WHOOO!By: Steve Wynn
Are you still telling people you're better off dead?
Well, I don't know what to say, that hasn't already been said
You say you're beaten and I don't doubt it
Why do you still wanna talk about it?
I know you're not stupid, I know you're not blind
You were brought to your knees, till you started to doubt your own mind
I'm not above suspicion, confusion nor derision
But if you come a little closer to my heart honey
I'll tell you what I'm dreaming of.
The darkness that fell on your eyes, it comes back to me now
And the scars that you show, I realize they seem to mark me somehow
I'm not above suspicion, confusion nor derision
But if you come a little closer to my heart honey
I'll tell you what I'm dreaming of
But if you come a little closer to my heart honey
I'll tell you what I'm dreaming of
I'm not above suspicion, confusion nor derision
But if you come a little closer to my heart honey
I'll tell you what I'm dreaming of
But if you come a little closer to my heart honey
I'll tell you what I'm dreaming of
But if you come a little, come little closer ...