Post a song about the Louisville scandal.
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Here's one I posted in Christmas 2015 (Sorry Santa, other than this I've been really good so far this year). A little out of season, but after the present we got on Thursday.......
"Outside Minardi" (aka "Up on the Rooftop")
Outside Minardi, hookers pause
Out jumps good ole Andre Clause
In through the side door with hookers for boys
All for the horny ones, recruiting joys
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Outside Minardi, click, click, click
In through the side door to turn a trick
First comes the stocking of little Montrell
Oh, dear Katina fill it well
Give him a hooker that moans and sighs
One that will open and thrust her thighs
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Outside Minardi, click, click, click
In through the side door to turn a trick
Next comes the stocking of little Russell
Here comes Rod Ni to give him a tussle
Bringing a paddle for lots of smacks
Some chaps and a mask and a whip that cracks
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Outside Minardi, click, click, click
In through the side door to turn a trick
"Outside Minardi" (aka "Up on the Rooftop")
Outside Minardi, hookers pause
Out jumps good ole Andre Clause
In through the side door with hookers for boys
All for the horny ones, recruiting joys
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Outside Minardi, click, click, click
In through the side door to turn a trick
First comes the stocking of little Montrell
Oh, dear Katina fill it well
Give him a hooker that moans and sighs
One that will open and thrust her thighs
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Outside Minardi, click, click, click
In through the side door to turn a trick
Next comes the stocking of little Russell
Here comes Rod Ni to give him a tussle
Bringing a paddle for lots of smacks
Some chaps and a mask and a whip that cracks
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Ho's, Ho's, Ho's! Rick didn't know!
Outside Minardi, click, click, click
In through the side door to turn a trick
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Makin' cash at u of l
got my girls pullin a train
it was a trashy and a splashy kind of scene
Andre laid the money down
man he made it rain
hit the atm and made it scream
well i pulled my crusty diaphragm
out of a dirty red bandana
I was blowing soft and Chane he did some blues
yeah
didn't keep much track of time
we was all workin on Andre's dime
we took care of all of Ricks recruits
Money's just another way of
gettin what ya need
and you'll be needin,
cause honey Nae Nae, she ain't free
no
feeling good was easy lord
with an up front fee
money sure feels good enough to me
feeling good with me and Andre McGee
From seventh street to Floyd street
all the players knew the game
and Andre put the money on the line
my daughters made me proud yeah
with every guy they done
yeah momma showed them how to take their dough, yeah
Then one day up in Menardi, lawd
the bastard wouldn't pay
he thought he found some free, but he didn't find it
So i'm trading all my secrets lawd
for one more big pay day
courtesy of that dirty bird Andre McGee
I "LIKED" this just because...well...because I'm a male...
Nope. If you know the words to the song it says "Chicks for free." I think we all know that is wrong.
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Tina Tuner: "PRIVATE DANCER"...
Private Dancer
Tina Turner
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I want to make a million dollars
I want to live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah, I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
Deutch marks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me, do you want to see me do the shimmy again?
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
Just a private dancer, a dancer for money
Private Dancer
Tina Turner
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I want to make a million dollars
I want to live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah, I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
Deutch marks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me, do you want to see me do the shimmy again?
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
Just a private dancer, a dancer for money
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