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Refrain Rewrite

Etymology – NAME THAT TUNE!Slide2

My dairy-based

frozen confection creates a focal point to which young males of the species are drawn. You are correct: it is far superior to yours. I could attempt to educate you on the finer points of this subject, but it would require monetary recompense on your part.

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like “It's better than

yours.”Damn right: It's better than yours. I can teach you, but I have to charge.

Milkshake

,

written

by Pharrell

Williams, and

Chad Hugo,

performed by

KelisSlide3

Original lyrics:

Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching in the night

Street light, people living just to find emotionHiding somewhere in the nightRewritten lyrics:Newcomers, stalling, ascending and cascading along the thoroughfareTheir figures created by casted light probing in the time after sundownBulb ablaze atop a pole, people subsisting purely to locate pathosCloaking in a vague topia in the time before sunrise.Don’t Stop Believin’, written by Steve Perry; performed by JourneySlide4

Original lyrics:

M

y

momma don't like you and she likes everyoneand I never like to admit that I was wrongand I've been so caught up in my job, didn't see what's going on but now I know, I'm better sleeping on my own Rewritten lyrics:My mother has a distaste for you and she enjoys all peopleand on no account do i care to confess that i was incorrectand i have been so preoccupied with my work that i didn't notice the situation but i have currently realized that im more fit to slumber by myselfLove yourself, Performed by: Justin Bieber; Written by: Justin Bieber, Ed Sheeran, and Benny BlancoSlide5

Original lyrics:

Ever since I left the city you

Got a reputation for yourself now

Everybody knows and I feel left outGirl you got me down, you got me stressed out‘Cause ever since I left the city youStarted wearing less and going out moreGlasses of champagne out on the dance floorHangin’ with some girls I’ve never seen beforeRewritten lyrics:Afterward I vacated the municipality youAcquired a notoriety for yourself nowEvery person is familiar with it and I feel unnervedLass you got me feeling melancholy, you got me troubledBecause seeing that I departed the metropolis youBegan to put on reduced clothing and dispatching outside to a greater extentGoblets of sparkling wine out on the sashay horizontal surfaceSpending time with some females I’ve never came acrossHotline Bling; written by Aubrey Graham, Paul Jefferies and Timmy Thomas; performed by DrakeSlide6

Original lyrics:

Hey I just met you

And this is crazy

But here's my numberSo call me maybeIt's hard to look right at you babyBut here's my numberSo call me maybeRewritten lyrics:Howdy I collided with youAnd this is chaoticBut in this direction is my numeralSo holler me perhapsIt's firm to gaze conscientiously at you midgetBut what's available is my digitsSo buzz me, possiblyCall Me Maybe, written by Carly Rae Jepsen, Josh Ramsay, Tavish Crowe; performed by Carly Rae JepsonSlide7

Original lyrics:

When you said it was over you shot right through my heart

Why you let these [girls] tear what we had right apart?

Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the startYou should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heartRewritten lyrics:At the time you claimed it was finished, you bolted right through my essential organWhy did you allow these females to rip us right apart, Wow, I was so distraught; I foresaw this right from the beginningYou should look out, look over your back, and pay attention for a lady with a torn circulatory organBeware; written by Sean Anderson, Dwayne Carter, Dwane Weir, et al.; performed by Big Sean, Lil Wayne, and Jhene AikoSlide8

Original lyrics:

Cause, baby, now we got bad blood,

You know it used to be mad love,

So take a look at what you've done,Cause, baby, now we got bad blood.Hey!Rewritten lyrics:Because, infant, we now possess substandard hemoglobin,You understand that it once was deranged endearment,So examine the entities you have completed,Therefore, small child, currently we hold horrific plasma.Alas!Bad Blood; written by Taylor Swift, Kendrick Duckworth, Max Martin, and Shellback; Performed by Taylor SwiftSlide9

Original lyrics:

She take my money when I'm in need

Yeah she's a trifling friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digger way over townThat digs on me18 years, 18 yearsShe got one of your kids, got you for 18 yearsI know somebody paying child support for one of his kidsHis baby mamma car and crib is bigger than hisYou will see him on TV any given SundayWin the Superbowl and drive off in a HyundaiShe was supposed to buy your shorty TYCO with your moneyShe went to the doctor got lipo with your moneyRewritten lyrics:She took my American currency, in time of needShe is a petty acquaintance for sureShe is a money grabber all around the villageThat grabs on meMany years, many yearsShe has a child of mine, for many yearsI am aware somebody is paying support for his childHis partners vehicle and house is larger than hisYou may see him on the television on any day of the weekWin the super bowl and drive off in a foreign carShe was meant to buy your child toy cars with your currencyShe went to the surgeon and liposuction with your currencyGold Digger; written by & performed by Kanye West and Jamie FoxxSlide10

Original lyrics:

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knifeOffer me that deathless deathGood God, let me give you my lifeRewritten lyrics:Take me to a place of religionI’ll worship similar to a canine at the altar of your false statementsI’ll convey to you my wrong doings and you can acuminate your kitchen toolPropose to me that lively demiseStupendous Higher Figure, allow me to pass to you my entityTake Me to Church, Written and performed by Andrew Hozier-ByrneSlide11

Original lyrics:

The taste of your lips,

I'm on a ride,

You're toxic I'm slipping under,With a taste of a poison paradise.I'm addicted to you,Don't you know that you're toxic?And I love what you do,Don't you know that you're toxic?Rewritten lyrics:The aroma of your kisser,I am heading out for an expedition,You're pernicious I happen to be sliding beneath,Alongside the savor of a septic utopia.I am devoted to you,Do you not appreciate that you are virulent?And I have an infatuation for what you accomplish,Do you not happen to understand that you are venomous?Toxic; written by Cathy Dennis, Christian Karlsson, Pontus Winnberg, Henrik Jonback; performed by Britney Spears.Slide12

Original lyrics:

You can beat the clock

You can move a mountain

You can break rocksYou can be a masterDon't wait for luckDedicate yourself and you gon' find yourselfStanding in the hall of fameRewritten lyrics:You shall defeat the timepieceYou can maneuver a large elevation of the earth’s surfaceYou may crush bouldersYou can commit to be a commanderDon't delay action for success brought by chanceCommit yourself and you will discover yourselfStationary in the room of greatnessHall of Fame, written by Danny O’ Donoghue, Mark Sheehan, Glen Power; performed by The Script feat. will.i.amSlide13

Original lyrics:

Real friends

I guess I get what I deserve, don't I?

Word on the streets is they ain't heard from himI guess I get what I deserve, don't I?Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on himRewritten lyrics:Verified companionsI believe that I have acquired that what was destined, isn't that right?News from above the mainstream travel-way's medium is that those aforementioned have not been in affiliation of him in some time.I am in the mindset which is that I have been correctly compensated; is this correct?They have gossiped about me in negative aspects, heaved grime on top of this man.Real Friends, written by Kanye West; performed by Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ignSlide14

Original lyrics:

It's the eye of the tiger

It's the thrill of the fight

Risin' up to the challengeOf our rivalAnd the last known survivorStalks his prey in the nightAnd he's watching us all with theEye of the tigerRewritten lyrics:Tis be the oculus of the panthera tigrisTis be the sudden feeling of excitement and pleasure due to the occurrence of a scuffleFloatin’ upward towards the trialOf our contenderAnd the final noted living personPursues his quarry during the nightfallAlas he is observing us attentively with thePeeper of the well fed, orange striped, predatorial, wild tabby catEye of the Tiger, Written and performed by: Survivor (Jim Peterik, Frankie Sullivan, Dave Bickler, Gary Smith and Dennis Keith Johnson)Slide15

Original lyrics:

Let it go, let it go

And I'll rise like the break of dawn

Let it go, let it goThat perfect girl is gone!Here I standIn the light of dayLet the storm rage on,The cold never bothered me anyway!Rewritten lyrics:Authorize this responsiveness to descent, enable this sense to withdraw And i’ll transcend such as the first flush of the morningPermit this pain to retire, grant this torment to departThat formerly impeccable noblewoman remains lost Attending I pose In the innermost daylight regarding sunshine Approve tense blast to uproar The bitter arctic at no time agitated me anyhowLet It Go, written by Kristen Anderson-Lopez and Robert Lopez; performed by Idina MenzelSlide16

Original lyrics:

I put my hands

up

They’re playing my songThe butterflies fly awayNodding my head like yeahMoving my hips like yeahGot my hands upThey’re playing my songAnd now I’m gonna be okayYeah! It’s a party in the USAYeah! It’s a party in the USARewritten lyrics:I fling my phalanges in the atmosphereI’m jamming to a musical beatThe danaus plexippus soar afarI’m moving my head to and fro like hollaStirring my pelvis in the manner of woohRaising my metacarpals in the breezeWho is it who is playing my melody?And now every little thing will in fact be alright Aye! It’s a celebration in the United StatesIndeed! It’s a social gathering in the AmericasParty in the USA, written & performed by Miley CyrusSlide17

Original lyrics:

Wake up in the

mornin

’ feelin’ like P-Diddy (hey, what’s up girl?)Grab my glasses I’m out the door I’m gonna hit the city (let’s Go)Before I leave brush ma teeth with a bottle of Jack‘Cause when I leave for the night I ain’t comin’ backI’m talking pedicure on our toes toesTrying on all our clothes clothesBoys blowin up our phones phonesRewritten lyrics:Awaken in the dawn feeling as if I were Sean John Combs (Good day, how’s it going, female?)Snatch my shades I’m outside the exit for a night in the metropolis (let us leave)Prior to my exit polish my pearly whites with a cocktail of whiskey Because when I’m absent for the evening i do not returnI speak of polishing my appendages, appendagesApplying all our attires, attiresMales filling our cellular devices, devices Tik Tok, Performed by: Kesha; Written by: Dr. Luke and Benny Blanco