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I wrote this in year 9 Music...
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RON (Ronald McDonald)
To the tune of “Stan” by “eminem”
Chorus 1
My chips gone cold and so’s my pie.
And I can’t eat it all.
A game of baseball broke my window,
And I can’t feel my b**ls,
And even if I could it would all feel great
With my x-ray on the wall
It hurts me to sit up straight,
Sit up straight
Verse 1
Dear Ron,
I wrote you but you just ain’t calling,
I left a Solero, fruit pastel and my false teeth at the bottom,
You must have got ‘em.
But anyways fudge it, Waaasssuuuuuppppp!!!!!!!!!! Man
Hows the hamburgalar, my girlfriends ran down MacDonalds,
I gonna have a burger, I gonna name it johny
I heard about purple Ronnie too, I’m sorry
I had the tango man kill himself over someone who didn’t want him.
If Mrs MacDonald hits you, hit her back, then we’ll chat
Sincerely yours
This is Sam
Chorus 2
Verse 2
Dear Ron,
You still ain’t done my coke, Hope you get a chance, I aint that mad I just think its fudged up you don’t serve it in cans! If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside the McDonalds you didn’t have to, but you could have signed an autograph for maples, that’s my history teacher man he’s nearly 40 years old also he’s blistering bald, waiting for 4 hours but you said NO, that’s pretry cheesy man he brought you as an idol, he wants a wig just like you man, he wants one more than I do. I aint that mad though I just don’t like being lied to remember when we met in dover you said if I write you you’d give me a free badge, I’m like you in a way I never knew my real name either I used to lie to my mother and call my self Beaver, I can relate to what your writing on you your thongs so when I have a crappy day I drift away and put one on see I aint got much else so that pants helps when im depressed
I even some grease and your name across my vest. Sometimes I even cut my chips and eat mushy peas its like adrenaline the taste is such a sudden rush for me see everything you say is real and I respect you cos you tell it, my girlfriends jealous coz I talk about you 24-7 but she don’t know you like I do man she don’t know what its like to have a really big cup you gotta call me man I’ll be the biggest gran you’ll ever lose senserly yours Sam PS we should pee tighter too.
Choros 3
Dear mister I’ve got big floppy hands this will be the last package I ever send your ass its been 6 days still no word I know u got my last 2 letters I wrote Mc Donalds on ‘em perfect so this is my cassette I’m sending u.I hope u hear it I’m my my bike now I’m doin 10 on the pavement. Hey Ron I drunk a pitcher of coke. Dare me 2 ride, u no the song by aero smith from armangeddon about that guy that could’ve saved that other guy from exploden but didn’t then the girl saw it all then her boyfriend found him that’s kinda wat this is like you could’ve rescuded me from exploding but now its too late I’m a thousand gallons on a straight all I wanted waz a lowsyu drink and a straw.i ripped all ur pictures of the wall.I LOVED u ron we could’ve been 2geva. Just fink about it, I hope u cant sleep and scream stuff about me. See Ron shut up ET I’m trying 2 talk that’s ET screamin in the front. But I didn’t slit is throat I just tied him up .See Ron I aint like ya. But if she suffocates he’ll suffer more then he’ll die 2. I’m almost at the curb now. O panties I 4got how am I supposed 2 send this crap out.
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RON (Ronald McDonald)
To the tune of “Stan” by “eminem”
Chorus 1
My chips gone cold and so’s my pie.
And I can’t eat it all.
A game of baseball broke my window,
And I can’t feel my b**ls,
And even if I could it would all feel great
With my x-ray on the wall
It hurts me to sit up straight,
Sit up straight
Verse 1
Dear Ron,
I wrote you but you just ain’t calling,
I left a Solero, fruit pastel and my false teeth at the bottom,
You must have got ‘em.
But anyways fudge it, Waaasssuuuuuppppp!!!!!!!!!! Man
Hows the hamburgalar, my girlfriends ran down MacDonalds,
I gonna have a burger, I gonna name it johny
I heard about purple Ronnie too, I’m sorry
I had the tango man kill himself over someone who didn’t want him.
If Mrs MacDonald hits you, hit her back, then we’ll chat
Sincerely yours
This is Sam
Chorus 2
Verse 2
Dear Ron,
You still ain’t done my coke, Hope you get a chance, I aint that mad I just think its fudged up you don’t serve it in cans! If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside the McDonalds you didn’t have to, but you could have signed an autograph for maples, that’s my history teacher man he’s nearly 40 years old also he’s blistering bald, waiting for 4 hours but you said NO, that’s pretry cheesy man he brought you as an idol, he wants a wig just like you man, he wants one more than I do. I aint that mad though I just don’t like being lied to remember when we met in dover you said if I write you you’d give me a free badge, I’m like you in a way I never knew my real name either I used to lie to my mother and call my self Beaver, I can relate to what your writing on you your thongs so when I have a crappy day I drift away and put one on see I aint got much else so that pants helps when im depressed
I even some grease and your name across my vest. Sometimes I even cut my chips and eat mushy peas its like adrenaline the taste is such a sudden rush for me see everything you say is real and I respect you cos you tell it, my girlfriends jealous coz I talk about you 24-7 but she don’t know you like I do man she don’t know what its like to have a really big cup you gotta call me man I’ll be the biggest gran you’ll ever lose senserly yours Sam PS we should pee tighter too.
Choros 3
Dear mister I’ve got big floppy hands this will be the last package I ever send your ass its been 6 days still no word I know u got my last 2 letters I wrote Mc Donalds on ‘em perfect so this is my cassette I’m sending u.I hope u hear it I’m my my bike now I’m doin 10 on the pavement. Hey Ron I drunk a pitcher of coke. Dare me 2 ride, u no the song by aero smith from armangeddon about that guy that could’ve saved that other guy from exploden but didn’t then the girl saw it all then her boyfriend found him that’s kinda wat this is like you could’ve rescuded me from exploding but now its too late I’m a thousand gallons on a straight all I wanted waz a lowsyu drink and a straw.i ripped all ur pictures of the wall.I LOVED u ron we could’ve been 2geva. Just fink about it, I hope u cant sleep and scream stuff about me. See Ron shut up ET I’m trying 2 talk that’s ET screamin in the front. But I didn’t slit is throat I just tied him up .See Ron I aint like ya. But if she suffocates he’ll suffer more then he’ll die 2. I’m almost at the curb now. O panties I 4got how am I supposed 2 send this crap out.
I thought it was creative, and also, rather amusing to look back on. I liked my bit about ET, although some of it was MEGA cheesy! Never mind though!
"It's not easy being cheesy."
Or maybe 'cheesy' is the right word...
Don't know.
Don't know.
That was good, yet crap* at the same time.
Er, well done.
*Don't take that bad, I wasn't that creative when I was in year 9!
Er, well done.
*Don't take that bad, I wasn't that creative when I was in year 9!
I wrote this in year 9 Music...
******
RON (Ronald McDonald)
To the tune of “Stan” by “eminem”
Chorus 1
My chips gone cold and so’s my pie.
And I can’t eat it all.
A game of baseball broke my window,
And I can’t feel my b**ls,
And even if I could it would all feel great
With my x-ray on the wall
It hurts me to sit up straight,
Sit up straight
Verse 1
Dear Ron,
I wrote you but you just ain’t calling,
I left a Solero, fruit pastel and my false teeth at the bottom,
You must have got ‘em.
But anyways fudge it, Waaasssuuuuuppppp!!!!!!!!!! Man
Hows the hamburgalar, my girlfriends ran down MacDonalds,
I gonna have a burger, I gonna name it johny
I heard about purple Ronnie too, I’m sorry
I had the tango man kill himself over someone who didn’t want him.
If Mrs MacDonald hits you, hit her back, then we’ll chat
Sincerely yours
This is Sam
Chorus 2
Verse 2
Dear Ron,
You still ain’t done my coke, Hope you get a chance, I aint that mad I just think its fudged up you don’t serve it in cans! If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside the McDonalds you didn’t have to, but you could have signed an autograph for maples, that’s my history teacher man he’s nearly 40 years old also he’s blistering bald, waiting for 4 hours but you said NO, that’s pretry cheesy man he brought you as an idol, he wants a wig just like you man, he wants one more than I do. I aint that mad though I just don’t like being lied to remember when we met in dover you said if I write you you’d give me a free badge, I’m like you in a way I never knew my real name either I used to lie to my mother and call my self Beaver, I can relate to what your writing on you your thongs so when I have a crappy day I drift away and put one on see I aint got much else so that pants helps when im depressed
I even some grease and your name across my vest. Sometimes I even cut my chips and eat mushy peas its like adrenaline the taste is such a sudden rush for me see everything you say is real and I respect you cos you tell it, my girlfriends jealous coz I talk about you 24-7 but she don’t know you like I do man she don’t know what its like to have a really big cup you gotta call me man I’ll be the biggest gran you’ll ever lose senserly yours Sam PS we should pee tighter too.
Choros 3
Dear mister I’ve got big floppy hands this will be the last package I ever send your ass its been 6 days still no word I know u got my last 2 letters I wrote Mc Donalds on ‘em perfect so this is my cassette I’m sending u.I hope u hear it I’m my my bike now I’m doin 10 on the pavement. Hey Ron I drunk a pitcher of coke. Dare me 2 ride, u no the song by aero smith from armangeddon about that guy that could’ve saved that other guy from exploden but didn’t then the girl saw it all then her boyfriend found him that’s kinda wat this is like you could’ve rescuded me from exploding but now its too late I’m a thousand gallons on a straight all I wanted waz a lowsyu drink and a straw.i ripped all ur pictures of the wall.I LOVED u ron we could’ve been 2geva. Just fink about it, I hope u cant sleep and scream stuff about me. See Ron shut up ET I’m trying 2 talk that’s ET screamin in the front. But I didn’t slit is throat I just tied him up .See Ron I aint like ya. But if she suffocates he’ll suffer more then he’ll die 2. I’m almost at the curb now. O panties I 4got how am I supposed 2 send this crap out.
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RON (Ronald McDonald)
To the tune of “Stan” by “eminem”
Chorus 1
My chips gone cold and so’s my pie.
And I can’t eat it all.
A game of baseball broke my window,
And I can’t feel my b**ls,
And even if I could it would all feel great
With my x-ray on the wall
It hurts me to sit up straight,
Sit up straight
Verse 1
Dear Ron,
I wrote you but you just ain’t calling,
I left a Solero, fruit pastel and my false teeth at the bottom,
You must have got ‘em.
But anyways fudge it, Waaasssuuuuuppppp!!!!!!!!!! Man
Hows the hamburgalar, my girlfriends ran down MacDonalds,
I gonna have a burger, I gonna name it johny
I heard about purple Ronnie too, I’m sorry
I had the tango man kill himself over someone who didn’t want him.
If Mrs MacDonald hits you, hit her back, then we’ll chat
Sincerely yours
This is Sam
Chorus 2
Verse 2
Dear Ron,
You still ain’t done my coke, Hope you get a chance, I aint that mad I just think its fudged up you don’t serve it in cans! If you didn’t wanna talk to me outside the McDonalds you didn’t have to, but you could have signed an autograph for maples, that’s my history teacher man he’s nearly 40 years old also he’s blistering bald, waiting for 4 hours but you said NO, that’s pretry cheesy man he brought you as an idol, he wants a wig just like you man, he wants one more than I do. I aint that mad though I just don’t like being lied to remember when we met in dover you said if I write you you’d give me a free badge, I’m like you in a way I never knew my real name either I used to lie to my mother and call my self Beaver, I can relate to what your writing on you your thongs so when I have a crappy day I drift away and put one on see I aint got much else so that pants helps when im depressed
I even some grease and your name across my vest. Sometimes I even cut my chips and eat mushy peas its like adrenaline the taste is such a sudden rush for me see everything you say is real and I respect you cos you tell it, my girlfriends jealous coz I talk about you 24-7 but she don’t know you like I do man she don’t know what its like to have a really big cup you gotta call me man I’ll be the biggest gran you’ll ever lose senserly yours Sam PS we should pee tighter too.
Choros 3
Dear mister I’ve got big floppy hands this will be the last package I ever send your ass its been 6 days still no word I know u got my last 2 letters I wrote Mc Donalds on ‘em perfect so this is my cassette I’m sending u.I hope u hear it I’m my my bike now I’m doin 10 on the pavement. Hey Ron I drunk a pitcher of coke. Dare me 2 ride, u no the song by aero smith from armangeddon about that guy that could’ve saved that other guy from exploden but didn’t then the girl saw it all then her boyfriend found him that’s kinda wat this is like you could’ve rescuded me from exploding but now its too late I’m a thousand gallons on a straight all I wanted waz a lowsyu drink and a straw.i ripped all ur pictures of the wall.I LOVED u ron we could’ve been 2geva. Just fink about it, I hope u cant sleep and scream stuff about me. See Ron shut up ET I’m trying 2 talk that’s ET screamin in the front. But I didn’t slit is throat I just tied him up .See Ron I aint like ya. But if she suffocates he’ll suffer more then he’ll die 2. I’m almost at the curb now. O panties I 4got how am I supposed 2 send this crap out.