Derick Watts & The Sunday Blues - The Movember Song (Carly Rae Jepsen - Call Me Maybe Parody) | Текст песни

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• Derick Watts & The Sunday Blues
• The Movember Song (Carly Rae Jepsen - Call Me Maybe Parody)

Last year I tried but I failed
Halfway through the month I bailed
Watched the hair wash down the drain
And I felt so ashamed
My upper lip felt so bare
People would stop and they’d stare
An upper lip without hair
What would our parents say?
But it wasn’t growing
Bum fluff skin was showing
Taking shape very slowly
But this year it’s ours for the taking
Hey, we can do this
It should be easy
This Movember, we won’t be shaving
It’s hard to look back in the mirror lately
With your moustaches, so thin and patchy
Hey, it’s only Day Two, so don’t be lazy
This is Movember, the days are plenty
But all the other boys with mos a’blazing
Don’t let them throw you, you must be patient
What style do you think we’ll grow?
Handlebar, pencil or ‘fro
We could look like a Mario Bros
There’s just no way to tell
Day Twelve and things don’t look good
Starting to think that we should
Seek out professional help
Doctor, is there no hope?
Wait, don’t get disheartened
Have you tried Bob Martin’s?
My dog eats them daily
And his moustache covers his body
OK! Time for phase two, Bob Martin’s daily
It’s doctor’s orders, they’re not that tasty
But think of all the chicks, they’ll want us daily
Let’s up our dosage, soon we’ll be hairy
OK! It’s been a week now and not much progress
I’m no Tom Selleck, I’m feeling depressed
There’s two more days left, we’re cutting things fine
Let’s call this number, Movember helpline
From the first day of the month, things have gone so bad
Our growth is so bad
Our mos are so, so bad
Everyone’s making fun of us, we need this so bad, we want this so bad
We need this so, so bad
Hey, what’s that feeling?
My lip is tingling
Did someone pinch me?
I must be dreaming
Can you believe it?
This is amazing
Woke up this morning
Moustaches blazing
Filled with testosterone
I feel so manly
Let’s chop some firewood
And drink some gravy
Before the hair grew on our lips our lives were so sad
Our lives were so sad
Now they are so, so rad
With the moustache here on my face, I am a real man, feel like a real man
Now we are real, real men