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Original Song Title:

"My Name Is..."

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Parody Song Title:

"My Name Is..."

Parody Written by:

Greg Smith

The Lyrics

Here's what my name is. By the way, I censored most of it.
CHORUS Hi, my name is WHAT? my name is WHO? my name is (scratch) Greg Smith. (4x)
(during chorus) Excuse me. Can I have the attention of the net, for one second.
Hi kids, do you like parodies? Wanna see me make fun of Nine Inch Nails, make him less scary?
Wanna copy artists and make fun of 'em like I did? Try writing, and make the song f'd up worse then my life is?
My brain's dead-weight, I'm tryin to make a song sound great, but I can't figure out which Spice Girl song I really hate.
And Dr.Dre's song has to do with lot's of bongs, stereotypically saying rappers are always addicted to drugs.
Well, since age 12, I felt like a caged elf, who couldn't leave the computer screen, untill the song fit well.
Got pissed off, ripped all of the computer's bits off, and threw 'em out the window cause the parody didn't work for Kriss Kross.
You know, I really wanna crash, and fall on my ass, and go to sleep, but I can't, cause I'm making fun of Flash.
C'mere lady. (Greg, go to sleep, there's no girl dawg!) I don't give a f, I gotta finish writin' this one song!
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high, cause I spent to much time writin' parodies of the song Fly.
I made fun of his history paper, attacked it with a stapler, and said to it, "YOU'RE JUST A BIG FAT F'IN WANKER!"
Clicked into Weird Al's site, got into a big fight, cause I found out you can't give idea's to him, THAT BITES!
Extraterrestrial, abducting tons of pedestrians, but I don't give a f, I'm making fun of You're My Best Friend.
99% of my life I was writing, If my mom wouldn't let me, I'd start kickin' and biting.
I told her I'd grow and make fun of famous rappers, and then I'd make a compilation of songs and name it after her.
You knew I blew up when the women rushed my stands. Tryin' to bite my hands, cause I made fun of Usher, MAN!
This guy at White Castle asked if I wanted fries with that, so I told him, "I'm gonna be famous one day, a'hole!"
Stop the tape, I deserved to be locked away! I wrote some more
stupid songs that made fun of Dr. Dre!
I'm not ready to stop, it's too scary to try. They'll have to drag me away from the computer threatening me with knifes.
Is it funny or stupid? I can already decide.
I just drank a fith of Jolt, so I'll be doin the night drive!
All my life I didn't care about ordinary life.
I ain't never had a women, and you probably know why!
Clothes ripped cause I haven't changed 'em in days. I eat a bag of Lays, I'll make fun of Shakespeare plays!
When I was little, I never wrote so I threw fits.HOW AM I GONNA KNOW HOW TO WRITE, I HAVEN'T MADE FUN OF ANY HITS!
I lay awake, and I strap myself in bed, so if I wake up in the middle of the night I can't rush to the computer, yet.
I'm steamin mad, and by the way, if you see my dad? Tell he's never gonna use the computer, as long as I'm the son he had!

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