-> "We Don't Wannabe Together"
Original Song Title:
"Wannabe"
Parody Song Title:
"We Don't Wannabe Together"
The Lyrics
Yo, I’m the biggest star, yes I really am a star
(No, I’M the biggest star, who the hell d’you think you are?)
I really AM the star, really really I’m the star
(I’ll tell you what you are, and it really aint a star)
You are a… (Huh! Well you’re a…) Huh! You’re such a… (Huh! You little…) Huh!
Oh look I see the paparazzi… lovey lovey, kiss – aaah!
Wanna raise your profile, when it’s hit the skids?
Stage a great big comeback tour for the ‘Nineties kids!
Rubbed Tiger Balm on our aching joints
Did that Tesco advert for the Clubcard points!
It isn’t hard to see that you’re not as thin as me
(I beg to disagree, ‘cause you aint as thin as me)
You make me sick! (Well you’re a stick!) And you’re an anorex-e-ic!
I think I see the paparazzi… lovey lovey, kiss – aaah!
We don’t wannabe together, it’s all a big stupid act
But we’re broke and desperate, that’s a simple fact
If you wanna see us up there, trying to act our age
We’ll be friends forever but just don’t look backstage!
So do you think they bought that? What a big load of trash!
But I’ll pretend I like you for lots of cash
It worked for Take That – did you see their ‘Shine’?
Used to look like rent boys but now they look fine!
I really really rule, ‘cause I’m really really cool
(You’re dressing like a fool, and that really ISN’T cool!)
You are a WAG! (Well you’re a slag!) You little hag! (You sad old bag!)
Oh, now they want an interview… oh lovey lovey, kiss – aaah!
We don’t wannnabe together, we all hate each others’ guts
But we need the money, no ands, ifs or buts
Wanna get them over, done with, all these stupid tours
Need to pay our rents and they’re WAY bigger than yours!
So here’s a mini ‘where are we now?’
Hey Vicky, take a bow, because you’re still a moody cow
(Now Mel C’s looking fair, whatever happened there?)
Em and me – I’m Mel B – we got a baby
(Halliwell’s still as mad as hell, as you all can tell)
So hear my voice Take That boys!
Howard does the job but Gary’s still a blob
Howard does the job but Gary’s still a blob!
We don’t wannabe together, we’d rather be somewhere else
But we’re close to past it and nostalgia sells
We just wanna make some money, ‘fore we disappear
Then we promise we’ll give up our solo careers!
We don’t wannabe together, you wanna, you wanna, you wanna, you wanna
You wanna Take, That, and, Shine!
Howard does the job but Gary’s still a blob
Marky does the job but Gary, you’re a blob
Jason does the job but Gaz, you’re still a blob
Gary you’re a blob, but… lovey, kiss – aaah!
We don’t wannabe together!
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