Story Behind the Song
Once upon a time, or maybe twice... ~Lesley
Lyrics
I Am The Lesley
Well, of course it sounds alike
It's a bloody sequel, what do you think?
But it's an entirely different song
Different chords, different melody
And if you take it to court
Guess what?
We'll win
I lowered my cholesterol!
Now, you might have to hear it a few times before you can sing along...
!! !!! !! !!!
I'm a man
Catch me if you can
I don't know how I do it but I shake a tin pan
Have you got some?
Have you got some?
Look at me
Happy as can be
Living in the twenty-first century
Once you know you know
You know the song
Then you're free
You're free to sing along
Oh what a real good boy am I
More than you will ever be
'Cause I am do or die
I am the G-Man
They are the G-Men
I am the Lesley
Hooba-hooba-jooba
Pretty pig munching on a twig
I've seen you on the radar and you're quite a rig
Very hotsome
Betty get some
Look at you in underwater blue
Thought I had it down but I didn't have a clue
And I'd really love to know you better
My oh my oh my
But as it is with all this rotten weather I'm...
I'm dying
Look at you
You really follow through
Mary Magdalene ain't got a thing on you
While all the phonies
Munch a bunch of baloney
Twist and shout
'Cause that's what it's about
Give the world a kiss with your big fat mouth
Read the news, Beany & Cecil
It's No Longer Cool To Be Evil
Marilyn Manson praying to The Devil
Boy, you're gonna hate it when they take you to The Level
Oh, what a real good girl am I
I am the G-Man
They are the G-men
I am the Lesley
Hooba-hooba-jooba
!! !!! !! !!!
Sitting in my bedroom
Waiting for the week to be done
'Cause I've worked so hard and now I've earned a little fun!
I am the G-Man
I work here, I carry a badge!
They are the G-Men
Oh what awful noise!
I am the Lesley
And it's my party!
Look at us
On The Magic Bus
We're here to give a hand
'Cause we have the magic touch
Do you want some?
Come and get some
Hooba-jooba!
Feeling fine
'Cause I can read your mind
But not to worry love,
Your secret's safe with I
All I try to do is everyday
Make it through, through another day
I'm a bitch
My finger's on the switch
I can smell your fear
I can see you twitch
Here's a Welcome
I hope I sell some
Like her Mom
She really is the bomb
And you'd be lucky if you ever found you one
But you run, you run
You run away
And it happens, happens every day
Oh what a real cool world am I
Though I must admit I can't imagine why
I am the G-Man
How's it going Cousin?
We are the G-Men
Steady As She Goes
I am the Lesley
And it's my party!
Hooba---jooba…
Hooba---hooba---jooba…
In Aruba...
Wake Up!
Wake Up!
Everybody Wake Up!
Wake Up!
Wake Up!
Everybody Wake Up!
Everybody knows it
Everybody knows it
Four Score & 32 Bars ago....
Ask not what your country can do for you...
Sing something!
Ask what you can do for your country
Lazy little wastes of life!
I'm cleaning my bathroom bowl
I never noticed his nose until about a week ago...
No, no, no, you're wrong!
I just said it RIGHT NOW
See?
In the year 2003
Do the math...
Congratulations Paul & Heather!
Welcome To Earth, Beatrice!
And you know,
You're goin' strong!
It's an atonal lack of talent and don't I know it
You ought to also
And The RIAA Sucks A Big Weenie
Weenie-weenie-weenie-weenie-weenie-weenie
It Ain't Over Till It's Over
Hey, pardon me for asking but who's that little old man?
My goddamn name's a registered trademark
And the widow took it all
She doesn't even like me
But I don't want to travel 'round the world in an easterly direction, love
Hey, What's Up Whit!
"Declan Philip..."
Reverend Flash,
Do you remember when we were in Africa?
That'll be enough.
Copyright 2003 ~ Lesley Jane
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