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Lovers' Fights
Parody of Summer Nights from Grease for a contest
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Lovers fighting, all through the night
Lovers fighting, oh what a sight
I had a girl crazy you see
Had a boy, dumb as can be!
Love is gone, driftin' away,
To uh-oh those lovers' fights!

A-well-a well-a well-a HUH!

Tell me more, tell me more, did he smack you around?
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does she whore around town?

She stood on me, she hurt my balls
He yelled at me, threw me at the wall
I smacked her up, then knocked her down,
He screwed up, running around
Love is done, no longer fun,
And uh-oh those lovers' fights!

A-well-a well-a well-a HUH!

Tell me more, tell me more,
Was it really a fight?
Tell me more, tell me more,
Did you give her a fright?

Took her sister in the Arcade
Took her mother, down in the glade
Knocked her out under the dock
She passed out until ten o'clock
Stupid bitch, I had an itch,
And uh-oh those lovers' fights!

A-well-a well-a well-a HUH!

Tell me more, tell me more,
Did she give you the shaft
Tell me more, tell me more,
Cuz he sounds really daft!

Shoo-da-bop bop, Shoo-da-bop bop, Shoo-da-bop bop, Shoo-da-bop bop, Shoo-da-bop bop, Shoo-da-bop bop, Shoo-da-bop bop, YEAH!

He got nasty, pinching my tit
Well she got angry, called me a shit
He was mad, said I was wrong
Well she was bad, looked fat in a thong!
Love is gone, which one is wrong?
In uh-oh those lovers' fights!

Well, well, well!

Tell me more, tell me more,
How many bruises you get?
Tell me more, tell me more,
Did she like to get hit?

Then he killed her, that's where it ends
Cops they took him, down to the pen
He got life nowhere to go
Cries all night, misses the ho
Lovers dreams ripped at the seams,
Cuz... Of! Those lovers' fights!

Tell me more, tell me more
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