So I wrote up a more conventional LS game, finding 12 songs that contain one of my favorite words in it, for Mr. LB to use for his Tuesday Wordplay game. I was on my way to the mailbox to send it off when I passed by Evil Squirrel, who said he could save time and postage by delivering the game to LB himself. I didn't trust him completely. Something about fuzzy-faced rodents makes the fur on my back stand up. On the other hand, he hadn't thrown anything at me or my sister in a few days, and he did give me that really sweet Valentines card, so I handed him the list and he scurried off like his tail was on fire.
Well, you can imagine my horror when I was informed by Mr. LB that the lyrics I had submitted had been altered. It appears that no good Evil Squirrel changed some of the words before he submitted it. I marched right out to his tree and started barking to bring the little imp out of his hole. I ignored the fact that he had a little pair of red panties on his head when he peeked out. He told me that I had all those songs wrong, and that he had just corrected the lyrics to fit the way he had learned those songs. I guess squirrels listen to their own squirrely musicians. Sometimes, the world is a scary place.
Since I don't want to put Mr. LB through all the trouble to fix what his sleazy little partner messed up, I told him to just go ahead and post the lyrics as Evil had changed them. And since they are now his lyrics, you must give the title of the song as Evil knows it, which I imagine is actually the same as the titles us dogs and two footers all know with just one slight little word change. I think you will see how Evil Squirrel's mind works as you go through this game, which is quite a frightening thing to behold. And since I am such a good girl, I will even throw in an extra point if you fix the lyrics the way I originally had them.
1 point for the Evil Squirrel-altered title, 1 point for the artist, and 1 point for correcting the word or words Evil changed in the lyrics....
Love,
Annie
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\1. I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna brush your tail right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
2. Take this pink duct tape off my eyes
I'm exposed and it's no big surprise
Don't you think I know exactly where I stand
This world is forcing me to hold your hand
3. Sometimes you're better off dead
There's a nut in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
4. I was just a boy when I threw away my toys
And found a new critter to dwell on
Whenever I detects them there of the other sex
I play the game I do so well on
5. Saturday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Hand full of grease and my fur feels right
But what I need to make me tight are those
6. I've got so many apples
The dogs all fear me.
I've got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
7. And the red-furred girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night
8. There's a wire
Ooh there's a wire in his mouth for you
Don't you know she still cries
Ooh do you know she still cries for you
9. Lipstick cherry all over the lens as she's falling
In miles of sharp blue water coming in where she lies
The diving man's coming up for air cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair, by the hair
And she wonders how she ever got here as she scritches him again
10. What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can
turn your head around.
Creatures from the tree with the looks to me like she'd like to fool around
11. We asked for Mojo Vixen
They said "He don't work here"
We said "If you don't got Mojo Vixen
Then your store could use some fixin'
12. This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, acorn in hand
Lost my discretion
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