Thursday, December 11, 2008

Silver Bells and Honky Tonk Badonkadonk

I'm hearing all about the economic downturn everywhere I turn, but I'm just not seeing the evidence at the mall or Walmart. What's up with that? Are we just not feeling the pain yet? Are we in denial? Thought I'd try something new (yeah right) and put it to the tune of a familiar Christmas carol. Sing to the tune of Silver Bells. Here you go...

Parking lot is full of big trucks
SUVs can’t park straight
In the air there’s
The smell of exhaust fumes

Children crying, parents swearing
Meeting snarl after snarl
And from every mall shopper you’ll hear

Credit cards, credit cards
It’s time to spend what I don’t have
Ching ching ching, let ‘em ring
Next month I’ll file bankruptcy

Stocks are falling, banks are closing
Ford and GM need cash
In the air there’s a feeling of panic

Talks of layoffs, losing pensions
Homeless shelters are full
But from every mall shopper you’ll hear

Credit cards, credit cards
It’s time to spend what I don’t have
Ching ching ching, let ‘em ring
Let's buy more stuff while we can
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Too serious for you? Well, here's another. Sing to the tune of "Little Drummer Boy". If you're not familiar with "badonkadonk" then...this won't mean much to you. Spellcheck just blew a gasket.
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Making fudge tonight
Badonkadonk, donk
A new pie recipe,
Badonkadonk, donk
My finest chocolate cake
Badonkadonk, donk
Too late to change my fate
Badonkadonk, donk
Donkadonkdonk
donkadonkdonk
So I’ll try next month
Badonkadonk, donk
To lose this junk

3 comments:

okiesister said...

That's hysterical!
This is the only time I have enjoyed the Badonkadonk lyrics.

Cari said...

Thanks! And welcome!!!

Extreme Educators said...

Sing to the tune of Feliz Navidad

I just gained 5 pounds...
I just gained 5 pounds...
I just gained 5 pounds, it's Christmas time and my hips have no chance

I just gained 5 pounds...
I just gained 5 pounds...
I just gained 5 pounds, my waist's expanding and my pants don't fit.

I wish that I had some self control,
Maybe just one more tootsie roll,
I'm no longer shaped like a pole,
I am squishy, and I'm clogging my heaaaaart!

*Please excuse the imperfect rhythm