*whispers*
Shhh!
Come closer.
I don't want to say this too loudly.
Don't tell anyone.
It's my birthday.
Yep, I'm another year older.
And so are my kidneys and bladder.
So here's a little tune to observe my internal organs' birthday.
It's based on Chicago's 25 or 6 to 4....
Ready?
Hit it!
Dunh, dunh, dunh, dunh, dunh... dunh, dunh, dunh, dunh, dunh...
(Okay so you try interpreting the opening of that song!)
Can't wait for the break of day
I've gotta go now, right away
Bang against the bed my thigh
Tears swell up I start to cry
Running cross-legged across the floor
Am I 59 or 64?
Staring blindly at my knee
It's dark and I squat to pee
Wanting just to go to sleep
My pj's down in a heap
Should I try to pee some more
Am I 59 or 64?
Feeling like I ought to wake
Today's the day I'll have cake
And maybe some beers, we will see
I'll prolly just have to pee
Sit me near the bathroom door
Am I 59 or 64?
So if you haven't guessed yet I'm 59. It's my kidneys and bladder that feel like they're 64!
If you can't put my words with the tune, here's the original:
If you're wondering what the heck the original song is about here's an explanation of what the lyrics mean.
Geez, their words make less sense than mine.
Comments
*grin*
Happy Birthday to you
The best punster are you!
You're a great funny Nomie!
And you look like one too!
hee hee
Happy Birthday Mr. Noname!
So when is your birthday? Is it today or was it yesterday? Or is it just your organs' birthday? I'm so confused, but then I am easily confused.
At the risk of repeating myself, Happy Birthday to you (or should it be to your innards?).
;-)
Your only as old as the girls you feel!
I like your lyrics. I think they should rerecord the song using them and call it the geriatric version.
May all your birthday wishes come true, my fine funny friend.