It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
And I can not sleep now it's ten
There's a blue lap top in front of me
And I stay up late typing again

Myself, " Can't you work off a little ditty?
And fill in a song as it flows
And it will sound so sweet when it is all complete
How happy you'll be no one knows."

La la la, de de da
La la, de de morn has come

Chorus:
Write up a song you're an author Ann
Write up a song tonight
I'm sure they're in the mood for a parody
All of my friends at Am I Right

Now John's at the park a bother of mine
He loves baseball games you see
And I made up a joke cause he drinks up the coke
Well a great big soda jerk is he
He says, "Ann, I believe this ain't killing me."
As a smile had entered on his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a baseball star
If I could pick up batting pace."

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de he hit the ball

Now Joel is computer extremist
Plays video games all the time
In Hundreds wants to play I tell him no way
The wildcard screen name is mine

My mom's radio on talk politics
As I sing to Foreigner again
Yes, I'm singing and playing Sheep Invaders
Maybe some day beat Red Ant and Win

Chorus

Almost done you can submit this for Monday
And then get some sleep for a while
Now I am filled with glee as I shout yippy!
In my mind there's a happy face smile

If I record, midi's can sound terrible
And the microphone sounds a might queer
Can use monicahar I play it fine so far
And so if they ask I will not fear

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*Happy Birthday"
Original Performer: Traditional
Parody Song Title: "Happy Birthday Versions"
Parody Written by: Ann Hammond misc

The Lyrics
I hope no one has come up with these ideas
In my garden dirtish
A flower make a wish
I wish for a lot more weeds
Cause that’s what I flourish

I M better then you
I just broke out of zoo
I B smelling real badly
Running if I were you

Not again this is wrong
I’ve been sick of this song
So you think you are tired?
You ever heard my mom?