The Name Game Lyrics For Mac

Is it really possible this OS has no no amiright parody precedent? A quick pre-submission check for 'Ellis, Shirley' and 'Shirley Ellis' reveals none. If this is indeed the first, I'm pleased herewith to set the bar at a height I'm sure will frustrate limboers and delight Fosbury wannabes. Too, tho' I realize certain allusions herein may elude some readers, but I've the sense that most of my regular readers will remember or otherwise be or trouble to become aware of their targets. As explanations would, as with any joke, defuse whatever amusement potential did/does exist, I'll forego'em.

'The Lame Game' The lame game. Danny, Danny, brain in fanny Knack for screw-ups that’s uncanny Spelled spud with a “e” Danny. Dicky, Dicky, nickname’s “Tricky” “Checkers” speech was pretty icky Watergate got sticky. Come on ev’rybody, I say now let’s play a game I betcha we’ll find something lame given anybody’s name The first thing is pick a name, from anytime or anywhere And a boner or flub or a muff must adhere Like, say, Johnny Ashcroft, who like Eddie Meese back when, Was a “boob before the booby” don’t you know, But that Justice statute’s jutter Johnny bade or let his men Spend 8 grand to see it didn’t show. (Now, you might mention FDR but that’s not the same For Frank, just his legs, not his brain was lame.) Ollie! Ollie, Ollie, he’d extol a A deal to arm the Ayatollah, Get captives from Hezbolla Ollie. (Now, tho’ it’s fun to pick on the GOP, We can do can couple Dems, if you like.

Let’s see Oh, Bill, Bill, go on, have your thrill, But next time be more careful and try not to spill. Or Jimmy, Jimmy did you have to include Your lustful heart when Playboy-interviewed?) OK, now say “George”: “George” Now George, with a “W”: “W” Now an “M” and “D” like so: “WMD ohhh! Now you say his name again now with FEMA gone wrong: Brown “Oh me! Then you say “George” yet again ah, the list’s too long (Clown!) And you see Bush’s name is a snap to defame. Ev’ry body do Spiro!

Spiro, Spiro, Nixon Veep That was a job you could’t keep Tax cheat, trouble deep Spiro. Let’s do Joey Joey can we call you “Mac”? Tho’ never a part of HUAC. You, too, made names black.

Mac Dre Mac Dre's The Name lyrics. Features Mac Dre's The Name release year and link to Mac Dre lyrics! The name game! Shirley, Shirley bo Birley Bonana fanna fo Firley Fee fy mo Mirley, Shirley! Lincoln, Lincoln bo Bincoln Bonana fanna fo Fincoln Fee fy mo Mincoln, Lincoln! Come on everybody! I say now let's play a game I betcha I can make a rhyme out of anybody's name The first letter of the name, I treat it like it wasn't there. Listen up, I'm about to get dope It ain't nothin' but some shit I wrote About a young brotha deep in the game They call me Mac Dre and I'm keepin the name. Mac's best lyrical qualities are showcased on 'Small Worlds,' a track that finds the 26-year-old spitting about fame. It's a little bit like 'Success,' Jay-Z's American Gangster collaboration with.

Let’s do Alberto! ‘Berto, why’d those lawyers go?” Truth was ’cause your boss said so.” You said “I dunno.” ‘Berto Another trick with Dick – Cheney, Cheney maybe boozing Buddy’s face with bird confusing With buckshot infusing Cheney.

You can love it, you can leave it And say you're nothing without it Don't let them keep you down What if I don't need it? There's something about it That just freaks me out I just want another minute with it, fuck a little, what's the use? What's the use?