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Misheard Lyrics & Parodies |
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(Bold is real lyric, is the misheard/parody) |
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Within You, Without You |
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We were talking, about the space between us all, and the people? |
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We were talking, about the space between your ears, when you find it. |
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Polythene Pam |
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She's the kind of a girl, who makes the news of the world |
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She's the kind of a girl, who makes a musical fail |
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Day Tripper |
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She's a day tripper |
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She's a state trooper |
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Hey Jude |
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Hey Jude |
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Hey dude |
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Strawberry Fields |
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Living is easy with eyes closed |
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Living is easy in nice cloths |
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Ticket to Ride |
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She's got a ticket to ride |
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She's got a chicken to ride |
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The Ballad of John and Yoko |
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Last night the wife said, oh boy, when your dead, you don't take nothing with you but your soul |
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Last night the wife said, get out or you?re dead, and don't take nothing with you but your soul |
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Auntie?s Municipal Court |
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Somebody stole their rhyme |
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Somebody stole their mind/ line |
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Daydream Believer |
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But it rings and I rise |
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But sh*t rings and I rise |
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You once thought of me as a white night on his steed |
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You once thought of me as a white knight's honest sneeze |
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You once thought of me as a white knight on his knees |
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Pleasant Valley Sunday |
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Charcoal burning everywhere |
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Charcoal burning up your hair |
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Magnolia Simms |
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Love to me is blue eyed and blond |
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Love to me is blue wide and blond (it's about a plum in drag) |
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Tapioca Tundra |
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?and waiting ghosts cast silent spells that speak in clouded clues |
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?and waiting colts cast smells that speak in clouded clues |
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Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds |
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(All of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds) |
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Elvis in a Box with Chocolates |
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Picture yourself in a store full of sugar, |
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With licorice trees, and marmalade skies, |
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Cellophane wrappers of yellow and green, going inside of your head, |
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Somebody calls you; you answer quite slowly, |
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A guy with gum in his eye, |
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(Chorus) |
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Elvis in a Box with Chocolates |
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Elvis in a box with chocolates |
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Ahhhh, ahhhhh |
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Follow him down to a strawberry fountain, |
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Where candycorn people eat marshmallow pies, |
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Everyone smiles as you go past the flour that you'll put in the pie |
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Sugarplum taxies appear in the store, |
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Waiting to take you away, |
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Climb in the back with your head in some "mounds" and they're gone |
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(Chorus) |
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Picture yourself with a cake from the oven, |
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With "tootsie roll" trees and banana cream pies, |
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Suddenly someone is there at the cheese wheel, |
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A guy with gum in his eye |
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(Chorus) |
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Auntie Grizelda |
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No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. |
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No bird of prey ever lit on Auntie Grizelda |
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No Time |
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Never mind the furthermore the plea is self defense, |
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Never mind the furthermore the flea is in a dress |
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Never mind the furthermore the flea is in the fence |
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I?m A Believer |
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When I needed sunshine, I got rain |
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When I needed sunshine on my brain |
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Happiness Is A Warm Gun |
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I need a fix ?cause I?m going down |
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I need a fish ?cause I?m going down |
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She |
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She devoured all my sweet love |
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She devoured all my Sweet and Low |
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I?m a Loser |
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Beneath this mask, I am wearing a frown |
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Beneath this wig, I am wearing a tie |
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Listen To The Band |
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Listen to the band |
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Listen to the fan |
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You Just May Be The One |
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All men must have someone |
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Oh nimbus, help someone |
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Old men must have someone |
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I Wanna Be Free |
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I wanna be free |
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I wanna be three |
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Like the bluebirds flying by me |
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Like the bluebirds on a highway |
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Last Train To Clarksville |
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Take the last train to Clarksville |
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Take the last train to Fartsville |
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While My Guitar Gently Weeps |
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Still my guitar gently weeps |
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Still my guitar gently reeks |
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The Word |
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The word |
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The worm |
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Eleanor Rigby |
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Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried alone with her name |
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Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried alive with her name |
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I Saw Her Standing There |
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And the way she looked was way beyond compare |
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And the way she looked was way beyond a man |
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I Wanna Be Your Man |
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I wanna be your man |
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I wanna be a man |
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Dear Prudence |
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Dear Prudence |
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Dear prunes |
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Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da |
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With a couple of kids running in the yard, of Desmond and Molly Jones |
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With a couple of kids running in the yard, that Desmond and Molly choose |
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When I?m Sixty-four |
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When I?m Sixty-four |
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When I?m six feet four |
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did you get the Joke? |
