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No. But well done you
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Just lyrics, for me
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I'm more Bernie Taupin than Elton John. Fair play to those that can be both.
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Yes, the chorus goes, "T1tty woman, I like your style - I like your stuff."
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Sounds a bit poor to me, pal. Good luck with it though.
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youtube it mate nice change from beheadings.
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It's a ballad.
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I have but not to music, unfortunately do not have a musical bone in my body, but lyrically wrote quite a few whilst in my college days
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Yeah, me too, Scandi Haven -- at school, we wrote a song about the Grand National :
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Limerick Mick threatened us with violence
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One of mine was about slashing your wrists, it was called Sweet Red Escape. Was aimed at the Goth market
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Did erse write blowing in the wind?
Or Pump it up |
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dumped it
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Crags, are you Richey?
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He's presumed dead is he not? So, no
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Write one hit song, have it copywrited and sold to a big label and you are set for life off the back of the royalties, I think though, there is an exclusive writing club, a select group of prolific professional song writers that the big labels go to, to ask to write a song for a specific artist, cathy Dennis being one.
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Yeah but, if you're him, then he's not. Have you checked?
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Yes, I was checking that I had the right Richey
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That Mungo Jerry guy who wrote "In the Summertime" must be minted. It never goes out of fashion. It's currently in an advert. I was hoping that "Titty Woman" could be used by Berlei or Michelle Mone's bra conglomerate. Would love to score an ad. $$££$£$££
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My apologies - I meant RICHIE - Richie Havens.
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He's definitely dead and would never come up with something like Sweet Red Escape.
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Is that the first draft? think you might need to tweak it a bit.
How's about: T1tty woman, Walking down the street, T1tty woman, The kind I'd like to meet, T1tty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth No one could have T1ts as big as you ... something like that set to a catchy tune? ![]() |
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Clouseau, I have to admit that is actually better than my own version. I feel like Salieri in the presence of Mozart.
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Hold on - that is a bit ripped off from Roy Morbison, is it not??
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As I say, tweak it a bit and no-one will notice:
T1tty woman, From the Stobart fleet, T1tty woman, Off to deliver meat, T1tty woman, You drive a lorry, you've only got one tooth No bloke should have T1ts as big as you |
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Crags - he did SUGARPLUMS which are SWEET and SORT OF DARK RED...also, he dreamed that he wrote it when running away (i.e. ESCAPING) from jail...so, in point of fact, I am basically spot on and you must now feel like a total jam doughnut
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Ffs Clouseau!! This is a tender ballad NOT a Black Lace travesty of a song!!
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I've got lyrics that I started a few weeks ago, but just for fun.
It goes to the wonderful tune of Sir Paul's Mull of Kintyre. It's called Custom House Park. I'll put it on here one day. |
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I write songs, vel. There's a 'quarter' of a song on youtube - a tribute to phil ochs. prob is I cant re-record it and it'd sound terrible if I just appeared on my laptop in front of the camera, I haven't the recording equipment to do song justice.
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Loads.
I'm proudest of "Here comes the cat food utensil" because everyone automaticaly thinks "spoon", but it turns out to be a fork! |
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Hundreds. Went to music college and been in a number of bands.
Mainly this sort of thing these days: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjcbCq2xta4 |
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Nice, Tony.
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Four Foot Fez quite Syd-like.
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I can write (well, make up and put together) the music, but am not very good at lyrics.
Hence my only efforts so far being instrumental. It's quite rewarding when you put a tune together and can sing (hum) it to yourself later. |
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Thank you Vel
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Four Foot Fez...Full Fathom Five...
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Oh Flo
I Love you so Especially in yer Nightie |
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So don't be shy
when I come by Lie back and think of Blighty. |
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Yeah, this is goin' places...
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