Call Me Maybe (Parody)
Call Me Maybe"
I'm watching you in my yard, making my nipples rock hard Wish you'd lose the bodyguard, so I could lick your face.
I love your black nappy hair, and those suits that you wear.
I'm wearing your underwear that I stole from your place.
I'm a total psycho Spying through a window I'll kill that Michelle hoe And take over as first lady
Hi, I've never met you I'm friggin crazy When I kill your wife You will marry me
Carly Obama will be my new name I've been your stalker since your first campaign
Whoa I don't know you Your friggin crazy You look like a dude Your eyes are lazy And you need to stop stalking me Your pale skin and bangs are super creepy.
You might not realize it yet But we'll soon be having sex inside the Oval Office
Your totally insane Maybe if I wash my car it will make your wiener hard.
Please stop or I'm gonna barf, you look worse than Mc
Cain.
Now I'm gonna fall off of this cars wet hood top help my head hit a rock OMG it's really bloody
I snuck in your room while you were away And stole your boxers They smell good, don't they?
Get those damn boxers out of my face Or else I'll gonna call the C.
I.
No!
Please I love you!
Just give me one taste.
Take one step closer and I'll scream rape Wait!
Who the hell is that guy playing the bass.
Oh that's Osama
My death was a fake.
When people fake losing their life it makes me look bad.
How could you do that?
This makes me so so mad.
But secretly I've always liked your sexy beard and hat.
Will you be my man Will you call me maybe?
I'm watching you in my yard, making my nipples rock hard Wish you'd lose the bodyguard, so I could lick your face.
I love your black nappy hair, and those suits that you wear.
I'm wearing your underwear that I stole from your place.
I'm a total psycho Spying through a window I'll kill that Michelle hoe And take over as first lady
Hi, I've never met you I'm friggin crazy When I kill your wife You will marry me
Carly Obama will be my new name I've been your stalker since your first campaign
Whoa I don't know you Your friggin crazy You look like a dude Your eyes are lazy And you need to stop stalking me Your pale skin and bangs are super creepy.
You might not realize it yet But we'll soon be having sex inside the Oval Office
Your totally insane Maybe if I wash my car it will make your wiener hard.
Please stop or I'm gonna barf, you look worse than Mc
Cain.
Now I'm gonna fall off of this cars wet hood top help my head hit a rock OMG it's really bloody
I snuck in your room while you were away And stole your boxers They smell good, don't they?
Get those damn boxers out of my face Or else I'll gonna call the C.
I.
No!
Please I love you!
Just give me one taste.
Take one step closer and I'll scream rape Wait!
Who the hell is that guy playing the bass.
Oh that's Osama
My death was a fake.
When people fake losing their life it makes me look bad.
How could you do that?
This makes me so so mad.
But secretly I've always liked your sexy beard and hat.
Will you be my man Will you call me maybe?
Credits
Writer(s): Carly Rae Jepsen, Tavish Joseph Crowe, Joshua Keeler Ramsay
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