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Tuesday, October 3, 2006


I love to do parodies. I am a lesser Weird Al Yankovic. Think of me as “Weird Gal Yank-it, B****”

Here is one I thought of before coffee, about my latest addiction: belly dancing, and the result, injuries. (Though I’m really okay, don’t worry! This is just for laffs.)

(See why I need a real costume? I’m dancing in a %##$# bathing suit!)

Coccyx (Sung to the tune of “Toxic” by Britney Spears)

Oy vey, can’t you see
I’m in the hall
I twisted wrong
I need to crawl
It’s dangerous
I’ve fallen

There’s so much pain
I feel faint
I need a bolus
Of the Tylenolus
You’re dangerous
For my tuchus

Two thighs
on the ground
Stars in my head
spinning round and round
Feelin’ nothin’ now

With a twist of my hips
I’m on the ground
My coccyx has slipped under
Taste of old age
–I was so proud
I’m addicted to you
But you’ve injured my coccyx

1 comment

Personally, I have no problem with you in the bathing suit. Sure, the real costume would be authentic. Fufill the need, get the costume, and some Doan’s pills for the back pain!

The chorus – comedy gold Susan. Good one!

— added by Someone Said on Tuesday, October 3, 2006 at 8:10 am

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