Covers Friday - lyrical mad lib Edition

yeah I don't really have a theme for today's post. But if today's post were a movie, it would go something like this

(opening credits I think it will be called Can Buy me Love)

cut to:
(Zapka-esque bullies harass me an my girl... ther is pushing and shoving, perhaps even one of the cronies licks my girl on the face while I'm gettin pummled by our Zapka Character... finally a friend shows up... the Zapka crew scatters. To the friend I say this... )

What's with these homies dissin' my girl? Why do they gotta front? What did we ever do to these guys that made them so violent?

(say goodbyes and thank you to the buddy, and tehn continue to walk the girl home... feeling shame. She is noticibaly frazzled about the harassment, beating and slander. I try to console her, but I think it makes it worse)

I don't care what they say about us anyway. I don't care 'bout that. What's a matter babe?... are you feelin' sick? What's a matter babe, are you feelin' blue?

(she then proceeds to tell me that I make her physically ill because I'm a wimp for not being able to stand up to these guys, and I should grow some balls and muscles... maybe find an old asian mentor that will teach me ludicrous things as a life lesson all the while secretly teaching me martial arts. Then she mentions something about us "Not being right" for each other )

What can I do, girl To get through to you, Cause I love ya baby. Say, Say, say what you want, but don't play games with my affection. Shawty you da hottest, love the way you drop it. With brains so good, coulda swore you went to college.

(my attempt at humor seems to be working... She giggles for a bit, then realizes that I actually insulted her intellegence with that remark. She throws a garden gnome at me and starts to run inside, saying that she's going to go back to her old boyfriends, the Oakland Raiders... I reach out to her)

Wait... they don't love you like I love you. Long as you got me, you won't need nobody. You want it, I got it, go get it, I buy it. Tell them other broke brothers be quiet. Stacks on deck, patron on ice... We can pop bottles all night. Baby, you can have whatever you like.

(She turns, smiles and her eyes and all the bling I bought for her seem to twinkle in the moonlight. She jumps back in my arms and asks me if I really mean it. I say yes.. we kiss and then she whispers something about a new bedroom set)

(fin)

Listen: Little Pictures, "Buddy Holly (Weezer cover)"




Little Pictures - Buddy Holly (Weezer cover)


Listen: Woodpigeon & Louise Hull, "Say Say Say (Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney)"




Woodpigeon and Louise Hull - Say Say Say (Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney)



Listen: Rogue Wave, "Maps (Yeah Yeah Yeahs)"




Rogue Wave - Maps (Yeah Yeah Yeahs)



Listen: Anya Marina "Whatever you Like (TI)"




Anya Marina - Whatever you Like (TI)