In the spirit of product- One of the many things that Froop squared holds very dear to our hearts, I have compiled a song in honour of this subject. Surely you will understand what product is by the end of my song. Please note this song is simply a new and improved version of Aly & AJ's "Careful with Words" which is in itself and excellent song. Please view the original lyrics here and listen to the song so you'll be able to sing along with my new and improved version which I know you'll want to do because it's just so catchy and it is a most pressing matter that affects us all at one point in our lives (or more for some of us).
Nature’s calling on your cell
Your stomach starts to ail
Why don’t you get some paper?
You’re giving me no details
What’s wrong, are you vex?
Or just need to get to the bathroom fast?
You gotta be careful with your turds
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
But you need to be careful with turds
Careful, careful
Your by-product by my door
It’s so hard to ignore
The smell of matter, fecal
I feel so sorry for you, with your flatulation
And for that reason, you are so alone. :(
You gotta be careful with your turds!
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
But you need to be careful with turds
Careful, careful
First when you farted you, got no attention you
Really were desperate to go…
Then from your face I see
It was much more than a pee
You looked like you wanted to exploooode
None of your turds have since dispersed
It seems as if they’re in reverse
Suddenly you needed fibre
Only a matter of time before you
Get out what’s stuck inside of you
I told you you’d feel better soon, didn’t I?
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
But you need to be careful with turds
Your stomach starts to ail
Why don’t you get some paper?
You’re giving me no details
What’s wrong, are you vex?
Or just need to get to the bathroom fast?
You gotta be careful with your turds
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
But you need to be careful with turds
Careful, careful
Your by-product by my door
It’s so hard to ignore
The smell of matter, fecal
I feel so sorry for you, with your flatulation
And for that reason, you are so alone. :(
You gotta be careful with your turds!
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
But you need to be careful with turds
Careful, careful
First when you farted you, got no attention you
Really were desperate to go…
Then from your face I see
It was much more than a pee
You looked like you wanted to exploooode
None of your turds have since dispersed
It seems as if they’re in reverse
Suddenly you needed fibre
Only a matter of time before you
Get out what’s stuck inside of you
I told you you’d feel better soon, didn’t I?
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
But you need to be careful with turds
Careful, careful
You’re all over me, defecating
I need to breathe, please stop farting
Your poor stomach won’t stop rumbling
You stayed there so long you got out all the turds...
The end
Froopert
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10 comments:
That was so funny!!!
I am trying to learn your lyrics, so I can sing it at our anniversary party!
Keep up the good work Froopert!
GYUL. THAT MAKE ME FEEL SHAME, I THINK IZ A GOOD THING I SEND RATNESH TO WORK IN THE RICE LAN' WIT HE FADDAH.
WHY YOU MAKE NICE THINGS LIKE YOUR SISTER.
I HAVE A BIG SON, HE AND SHE WILL MAKE A NICE COUPLE.
ANYWAY, GYUL, I CYAR GO ORF SINCE LAST WEEK FRIDAY, YOU ENT KNOW WHAT I COULD TAKE FOR IT?
My dew-soaked rose in July,
This is truly shocking, I am beginning to become very worried about you my sweet Froopert.
What manner of comedy is this?
I already gently hinted to you yesterday about this crude behaviour.
Now my sweet, I must implore, I am begging you my lily!
Oh, now, more than ever i need my pills!
Oh why!? Oh why?!
I need my pills!!
My angel, when I am well, I will rush to you and take you away from the corrupting influences of this putrid miasma that is mankind...
With the greatest love
Count Ruprecht.
Sigh.
This Count Ruprecht refuses to listen...
Anyhoo,
Froopert! What a song! I tried to sing it but it was too much for me to handle.
I like it!
Btw, have you seen Abi?
She hasn't commented in a while.
This song real stupid.
I waste my time on all yuh blog.
*steups*
Ahhh, Vickram has graced us with his presence again! How fortunate we are!
Frooples
Yes Frooples, how fortunate to be visited by the amiable Vickram!
Count- I am NOT the person you are thinking about. I am a crude, disgusting person who is nothing like the sweet delicate flower you think I am. I implore YOU Count, to please do further research into who it is you truly seek. I would love nothing more than to be taken away to your surely dark and dismal abode, however I would not want to pretend to be someone I am not and take advantage of your hospitality.
Also, I am human. Hope this information helps.
Ratnesh Mudder, you is ah ole indian woman, you eh know bout Senneh? Gorm woman. And salts? Take ah senneh and salts a your woes of being corked up will surely be cured.
And besides, what you mean is a good thing you sen Ratnesh away? Are ou implying that I am a bad influence on that lil retard?
Froopert :-)
Hey y'all. I like yur song Froopert. I hope y'all make summore soon. Hey Kadhine I jus wantid tuh tell y'all that its a real pity that y'all are marrid becuz i think yur the most charmin speciment of femal i'z ever laid my eyes on.
iz very happy i was able to meet yur acwantance.
Hey Frooples, is true, I didn't see Abi in a while... I wonder where she is?
Froopert
I can't believe girls talk about such filth.
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