Pat Boone "Speedy Gonzales"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0PiQCKrvCI
SPOKEN: It was a moonlit night in old Mexico. I walked alone between some old
adobe haciendas. Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl.
You better come home, Speedy Gonzales
Away from tannery row
Stop alla your a-drinkin'
With that floozie named Flo
Come on home to your adobe
And slap some mud on the wall
The roof is leakin' like a strainer
There's loadsa roaches in the hall
Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home?
Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?
SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: "Hey, Rosita-I hafta go shopping downtown
for my mudder-she needs some tortillas and chili peppers."
Your doggy's gonna have a puppy
And we're runnin' outta coke
No enchiladas in the icebox
And the television's broke
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt
I smelled some perfume in your ear
Well if you're gonna keep on messin'
Don't bring your business back a-here
Mmm, Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home?
Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?
SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: "Hey, Rosita-come queek-down at the cantina
they giving green stamps with tequila!!"
Power: Superspeed (what else?), possible side effects include being turned into a mouse, sombrero, mexican accent or combination of them.
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Skillet "Monster"
The secret side of me
I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can't control it
So stay away from me
The beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it
It's scratchin on the walls
In the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can't control it
Hidin under the bed
In my body, in my head
Why won't somebody come and save me from this
Make it end
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
My secret side I keep
Hid under lock and key
I keep it caged but I can't control it
Cause if I let him out
He'll tear me up, break me down
Why won't somebody come and save me from this
Make it end
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what i've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
Its hidin in the dark
Its teeth are razor sharp
There's no escape for me
It wants my soul it wants my heart
No one can hear me scream
Maybe its just a dream
Or maybe its inside of me
Stop this monster
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I (feel like a monster)
I hate what i've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I've gotta lose control
It's something radical
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
power: possibly a 'Jeckyl and Hyde' effect, unleashing Doug's darkside. It might be on his 'locked out' list.
___________________________
"I've always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific." - George Carlin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0PiQCKrvCI
SPOKEN: It was a moonlit night in old Mexico. I walked alone between some old
adobe haciendas. Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl.
You better come home, Speedy Gonzales
Away from tannery row
Stop alla your a-drinkin'
With that floozie named Flo
Come on home to your adobe
And slap some mud on the wall
The roof is leakin' like a strainer
There's loadsa roaches in the hall
Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home?
Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?
SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: "Hey, Rosita-I hafta go shopping downtown
for my mudder-she needs some tortillas and chili peppers."
Your doggy's gonna have a puppy
And we're runnin' outta coke
No enchiladas in the icebox
And the television's broke
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt
I smelled some perfume in your ear
Well if you're gonna keep on messin'
Don't bring your business back a-here
Mmm, Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home?
Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?
SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: "Hey, Rosita-come queek-down at the cantina
they giving green stamps with tequila!!"
Power: Superspeed (what else?), possible side effects include being turned into a mouse, sombrero, mexican accent or combination of them.
**********************
Skillet "Monster"
The secret side of me
I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can't control it
So stay away from me
The beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can't hold it
It's scratchin on the walls
In the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can't control it
Hidin under the bed
In my body, in my head
Why won't somebody come and save me from this
Make it end
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
My secret side I keep
Hid under lock and key
I keep it caged but I can't control it
Cause if I let him out
He'll tear me up, break me down
Why won't somebody come and save me from this
Make it end
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what i've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
Its hidin in the dark
Its teeth are razor sharp
There's no escape for me
It wants my soul it wants my heart
No one can hear me scream
Maybe its just a dream
Or maybe its inside of me
Stop this monster
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I (feel like a monster)
I hate what i've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I feel it deep within
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I've gotta lose control
It's something radical
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
power: possibly a 'Jeckyl and Hyde' effect, unleashing Doug's darkside. It might be on his 'locked out' list.
___________________________
"I've always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific." - George Carlin