Song Parodies -> Me and Flabby Marie
| Original Song Title: | "Me and Bobby McGee" |
| Original Performer: | Kris Kristofferson |
| Parody Song Title: | "Me and Flabby Marie" |
| Parody Written by: | Airfarcewon |
Busted fat, wore gobs a' rouge,
Bootied like a train
Bubblin' over in her stretchin' jeans
Picked her up in naughty town,
Face like David Blaine..
Not a pretty sight by any means
Ejected my last Trojan
From a condom sculptured wallet
And was gettin' set for Freddie's cave explore
With them windshield wipers slappin' rain
I left turned into lover's lane
Thought I might need a GPS to score
Feed her must've been the words
Her mama would repeat
To raise a circus lady, charge a fee
Auto sex ain't easy, lord,
A supersonic feat..
To scale a whale whose hips are "Ninety-three"
Pretty rough for me and flabby Marie
Peelin' pasta rolls of tummy
For some fornication fun
Think I've found it by a hairy mole
Pleats and folds of cellulite,
Not real sure there's just one..
Her body heat could keep a bear uncold..
I kept my face protected and unsnapped her bra away
Just lookin' for some love, afraid I'd find
Was like paddlin' a rowboat, lost in San Francisco Bay
Feelin' Flabby's body dwarfin' mine
Feed her must've been the words
Her mama would repeat
To raise a circus lady, charge a fee
Auto sex ain't easy, lord,
A supersonic feat,
To scale a whale whose hips tape "ninety-three"
Quite a job for me and flabby Marie
Well, I'm fin'lly at ground zero
Ready on the launchin' pad
Huffin', puffin', swimmin' in my sweat
Feel an old familiar urge,
I must relieve my "Blad"
Unlock the door, outside the van, I get
While takin' care of bus'ness,
Common sense defeats the need
I could crack a rib or dislocate a leg..
Went back and told Dear Flabby,
I'll still pay, but can't proceed
Then dropped an extra "Grant" for Jenny Craig
Feed her must've been the words
Her mama would repeat
To raise a circus lady, charge a fee
Auto sex ain't easy, lord,
A supersonic feat
To scale a whale whose hips are "Ninety-three"
Too much work for me and flabby Marie
I bailed out on me and flabby Marie
Bootied like a train
Bubblin' over in her stretchin' jeans
Picked her up in naughty town,
Face like David Blaine..
Not a pretty sight by any means
Ejected my last Trojan
From a condom sculptured wallet
And was gettin' set for Freddie's cave explore
With them windshield wipers slappin' rain
I left turned into lover's lane
Thought I might need a GPS to score
Feed her must've been the words
Her mama would repeat
To raise a circus lady, charge a fee
Auto sex ain't easy, lord,
A supersonic feat..
To scale a whale whose hips are "Ninety-three"
Pretty rough for me and flabby Marie
Peelin' pasta rolls of tummy
For some fornication fun
Think I've found it by a hairy mole
Pleats and folds of cellulite,
Not real sure there's just one..
Her body heat could keep a bear uncold..
I kept my face protected and unsnapped her bra away
Just lookin' for some love, afraid I'd find
Was like paddlin' a rowboat, lost in San Francisco Bay
Feelin' Flabby's body dwarfin' mine
Feed her must've been the words
Her mama would repeat
To raise a circus lady, charge a fee
Auto sex ain't easy, lord,
A supersonic feat,
To scale a whale whose hips tape "ninety-three"
Quite a job for me and flabby Marie
Well, I'm fin'lly at ground zero
Ready on the launchin' pad
Huffin', puffin', swimmin' in my sweat
Feel an old familiar urge,
I must relieve my "Blad"
Unlock the door, outside the van, I get
While takin' care of bus'ness,
Common sense defeats the need
I could crack a rib or dislocate a leg..
Went back and told Dear Flabby,
I'll still pay, but can't proceed
Then dropped an extra "Grant" for Jenny Craig
Feed her must've been the words
Her mama would repeat
To raise a circus lady, charge a fee
Auto sex ain't easy, lord,
A supersonic feat
To scale a whale whose hips are "Ninety-three"
Too much work for me and flabby Marie
I bailed out on me and flabby Marie
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Lots of great lines - the uncold bear being one of the best.
you've outdone yourself....this is hilarious...especially liked "peelin' pasta roills of tummy" and "busted fat, wore gobs a' rouge"...my fave of the day
Thanks to Meriadoc, and alvin..
Dude, that was really funny!
Thanks to Julie
Good one AFW!
For some reason this song is entertaining to me- probably because I know that situation of yours in that song all too well.
. . . with a piece of chalk in his hand, over the 'mountain', 'til he saw another guy comin' around the other side! ~1940's
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