The song parodies on this page were all featured as Song Parody of the Month during the year of 2002.
Decisions decisions ... wouldn't it suck if we could only pick one?!?
written: 1/6/02
featured: January 2002
You're gonna have to hold me down
Oh the place is jumping 'cause the band's in town
You wanna know, you wanna know
Hehehe, you wanna know
I wanna make my decision nice and slow
Who do I lust, is it Sav or is it Joe
Hey hey, you wanna know
I called their management on the telephone
Who do I lust, who do I lust
The man on the line was no help at all
Who do I lust, who do I lust
I don't know
How 'bout Rick?
Why just one?
There's a deep red glow shining down on that guy
Who do I lust, better make up my mind
Don't wanna try love
Don't wanna buy love
I just wanna lust Leps
All right
Hey hey!
Well it's five in the morning and the hotel's a bore
Who do I lust, who do I lust
I'm gonna rest my body on the ice cold floor
Who do I lust, who do I lust
I don't know
What's his name lady
What's your game
Make up my mind, I want Phil, I want Viv
When you get back, you'll ask me one more time
Hey hey!
Hey hey!
*purr*
Being a fan is great, ain't it?
written: 2/1/02
featured: February 2002
DVDs, album release
Fans take it all for granted
Leps are the ones who turn us on
When they don't know where they belong
And nothin' seems to matter
We're the ones who're holding on
Just don't take too damn long
All they need's a little time
But nothing dear can last that long
They'll show the world a brand new face
It's taken them all this time
All this time
All of this dough
We get to fork it out
All of this dough
We get to fork it out
Concert day, lust your way
Still looking for the backstage
They're the one who holds the pass
When you don't know where you can go
And nothing feels like today
They'll go on and rock masses
They'll show the world a brand new face
It's taken them all this time
All this time
All of this dough
We get to fork it out
All of this dough
We get to fork it out
They'll show the world a brand new face
It's taken them all this time
All this time
All of this dough
We get to fork it out
All of this dough
We get to fork it out
All of this dough
DVDs, album release
Fans take it all for granted
We get to fork it out
Leps are the ones who turn us on
Turns us on, turns us on
All of this dough
When they don't know where they belong
And nothin' seems to matter
We get to fork it out
We're the ones who're holding on
Holdin' on, holdin' on
I can see the sitcom now ... letting Luci loose in a house full of Leps ... hm I smell a hit!
written: 3/1/02
featured: March 2002
One, two, three, four
I am bad, I am kinky
I'm in need of a spankin’
I'll mess up your head
I'll sleep in your bed
I'll lose all my clothes
And I'll win in the end
So you play the guitar and I'll mow the lawn
And you'll smile while you're playing
And I'll 'plaud when you're done
While your recording silence
Oh, I won't make a sound
Na na na na na na na na
I will hide, then I'll pounce you
I will grab you, never let you go
I'll run hands through your mane
I'll drive you insane
I'll clean up your mess
And I'll love you to death
So you be the singer and I'll hang around
And you'll smile when you're singing
But you'll sigh when you're done
While your recording silence
Oh, I won't make a sound
Na na na na na na na na
Oh, so you play the guitar and I'll mow the lawn
And you'll smile while you're playing
And I'll 'plaud when you're done
While your recording silence
Oh, I won't make a sound
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na ahhhh
A little lusty ditty to the tune of "Can't Get Enough" by Bad Company ...
written: 3/12/02
featured: April 2002
Well I like whatever I want
And dearies, I want Joe
Rick gives me something I need
Now tell me I got something for Sav
Come on, come on, come on and do it
Come on, and do what you do
I can't get enough of the Leps, huh
I can't get enough of the Leps
I can't get enough of the Leps
Listen
Well it's late, and I want Phil
Let Viv do whatever he wants to
Don't leave me up in the hallway
Don't hang me up like you do, yeah
Come on, come on, come on and do it
Come on, come on do what you do
I can't get enough of the Leps
I can't get enough of the Leps, huh
I can't get enough of the Leps
What'd I say now, oh
'Cause I can't get enough of the Leps, ow
I can't get enough of the Leps, ow
I can't get enough of the Leps
I'll say it again
I-I can't get enough of the Leps, huh
I can't get enough of the Leps, oh
I can't get enough of the Leps
I got to tell you baby
I love you so much I can't get enough of the Leps
I love you so much I can't get enough of the Leps
I can't get enough of the Leps
Ohhhh, you know what I'm saying, baby
I can't get enough of the Leps
I can't get enough, enough of the Leps
I can't get enough, enough of the Leps
I can't get enough of the Leps, yeah
This one this one, whoo
Oh come on baby
Come on and give me now, your …
Ohhhhhhhh
Taking a flash back to a great hit from the '80s .... a twisted version of Bow Wow Wow's "I Want Candy" ...
written: 5/31/02
featured: June 2002
I know a band who's tough but sweet
They're so fine, they can't be beat
They got everything that I desire
Sets the summer shed on fire
I want Leppard, I want Leppard
Go to see them when the band's in town
Ain't no finer group around
They're my guys, they're what the doctor ordered
So sweet, they make my mouth water
I want Leppard, I want Leppard
Yeah
Leppard on the stage, there's nothing better
But I like candy when they're wrapped in that sweaters
Some day soon I'll make you mine
Then I'll have Leppard all the time
I want Leppard, I want Leppard
I want Leppard, I want Leppard
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Everyone has known at least one .....
written: 8/2/02
featured: August 2002
Girl meets boy in prime of life
I'm blinded by scary heights
I'm on fire and you’re to blame
You inspire me to run and hide
You ask me things and make me lie
You're a bum and just a pain
You're all that I need
To make me believe
I'm over the edge
And I'm so afraid
'Cause I know it’s true
With a prick like you, like you
I'll always run and hide, like you
With a prick like you, like you, like you
Real sweet on the outside, ahh, like you
With a prick like you, like you
I'll set a trap you'll follow, like you
With a prick like you, like you, like you
Rid of you tomorrow, ohh, like you
With a prick like you
I was raised to be so good
You say you're misunderstood
We were distant worlds apart
Feels so wrong, not meant to be
Looking blank and frightening me
You're camped out in my front yard
You're phoning me up
I can't get away
Comin' on strong
But nothing to say
Well I know it’s true
With a prick like you, like you
I'll always run and hide, like you
With a prick like you, like you, like you
Real sweet on the outside, ahh, like you
With a prick like you, like you
I'll set a trap you'll follow, like you
With a prick like you, like you, like you
Rid of you tomorrow, ohh, like you
With a prick like you, you
With a prick like you, like you
I'll always run and hide, like you
With a prick like you, like you, like you
Real sweet on the outside, ahh, like you
With a prick like you, like you
I'll set a trap you'll follow, like you
With a prick like you, like you, like you
Rid of you tomorrow, ohh, like you
With a prick like you
They're just so good at being bad for you ... here's a twist on Joan Jett's "I Hate Myself For Love You" ....
written: 9/2/02
featured: September 2002
Showtime gettin' uptight where are Lep
They said they'd rock us now we're just waiting on them
I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' Lep
Hey Viv, it's been said you're walkin' 'round town
I search the streets but you're hiding underground
I'm not really cranky don't like lookin' like a clown
I rock to Lep ev'ry night and day
Lep took my heart then Lep took my pride away
I hate myself for loving Lep
Can't break free from the the things that Lep do
I wanna walk but I run back to Lep that's why
I hate myself for loving Lep
Last night spent my time dreamt of Lep
I was imagin' 'bout the rockin' they do
I can't be angry 'bout the torture Sav puts me through
Hey man bet Rick can treat me right
Joe just don't know what he was missin' last night
I wanna see Phil's face and say forget it just from spite
I hate myself for loving Lep
Can't break free from the the things that Lep do
I wanna walk but I run back to Lep, that's why
I hate myself for loving Lep
I hate myself for loving Lep
Can't break free from the things that Lep do
I wanna walk but I run back to Lep that's why
I hate myself for loving Lep
I rock to you ev'ry night and day
Lep took my heart then Lep took my pride away
I hate myself for loving Lep
Can't break free from the the things that Lep do
I wanna walk but I run back to you that's why
I hate myself for loving Lep
Can't break free from the the things that you do
I wanna walk but I run back to Lep that's why
I hate myself for loving Lep
I hate myself for loving Lep
Trying to write a parody has been one of the most pain staking experiences for me lately ... what better therapy than to write a parody about writing a parody ....?
written: 9/2/02
featured: November 2002
Can't sleep at night
The daftness enslaves me
I turn on the light
And no one can help me
So try not to stare 'cause I'm stripped to the buff
I am out of my mind and I'm nuts
Feel like I'm writin'
Parody is drivin' me
My head's about to burst
Don't know what for
Insanity inside of me
It's like I'm at my worst
Feel like I'm writin'
Can't recognize
I'm paralyzed
These rhymes can't be forced
Can't take much more
This parody is killing me
I can't wake up from passing out
I kid to myself
That it can be easy, easy
If somebody else
Would only commit me
My drool soaks the sheets and I'm hung out to dry
I am out of my mind and I'm nuts
Feel like I'm writin'
Parody is drivin' me
My head's about to burst
Don't know what for
This parody is killing me
I can't wake up from passing out
Feel like I'm writin'
Huh? What?
Writin'
Don't try to stop me, just let me write
Eyes blood shot, don't make a sound
Keep writin' till I just pass out
Feel like I'm writin'
Parody is drivin' me
My head's about to burst
Don't know what for
Insanity inside of me
It's like I'm at my worst
Feel like I'm writin'
Can't recognize
I'm paralyzed
These rhymes can't be forced
Can't take much more
This parody is killing me
I can't wake up from passing out
Feel like I'm writin'
Parody is drivin' me
My head's about to burst
Don't know what for
Insanity inside of me
It's like I'm at my worst
Feel like I'm writin'
Can't recognize
I'm paralyzed
These rhymes can't be forced
Can't take much more
This parody is killing me
I can't wake up from passing out
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