Bart Baker, jacksfilms - Uptown Funk! Parody lyrics
[Bart Baker, jacksfilms - Uptown Funk! Parody lyrics]
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do da! (Aw, ow)
This song is lazy it just rips off the 80's
Back when all funk music was
Made by huge cocaine addicts every nostril
Had some white nose candy in it
And everyone got up to use
The bathroom every ten minutes i'm too high
Just snort
That guy looks like Michael Jackson i'm 5'5'
That's short
That's not a man, that's a lesbian
Who's that guy? Some dork
I wrote this song! I'm Mark Ronson!
This looks like New York
But, it's just a cheap run down movie set
Girls walking by ignore us ew!
Walk by and just ignore us ew!
This song has no real chorus true!
It's just me and these four guys clappin'
Looking into the camera clappin'
Something cool is about to happen
We're gonna dance while the cameraman
Spins the camera around spin it!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Mark don't try to get down!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
White boy dance like a clown
Why? Because I'm not brown?
Hey, don't have a meltdown!
Please let me hang around! Okay, fine, just
Stop, come walk with me
Just don't dance Ronson you're too shitty
Bruno, please, sign this check
To buy a car that’s a wreck!
Which we'll dance 'round in the
Street without gettin’ in it
Can I please, dance with you guys now?
No, Mark Ronson, you keep sittin'
I'm too hot you're wet
The sweat's turning my pink jacket red
Could you stop dancin'?
I'm trying to shine your shoes you cokehead!
Now we've got up top
Old lady hair rollers on our heads
We look like grandmas
And my damn nose is bloody from the blow
I was on a computer ooh!
And I read a strange rumor ooh!
You're Michael Jackson Jr! Ooh!
So is it true was he your father?
That would be an amazing honor
That can't be they're different colors!
Back from the dead to clear up this shit
But first, grab your own dick and dance!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
One more time grab your dick! (Heehee)
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Time for rumors is done
Yes, I have one more son
And the world will be stunned
To learn you are the one i’m your father!
Oh my God! I knew it!
I'm Michael Jackson's son!
The rumors were true! No, not you!
Him, Mark Ronson! Yes!
That means I'm black! I can dance!
Heh, in your face, guys! Aw, ow!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do da!
Do, do, ru, do da! (Aw, ow)
This song is lazy it just rips off the 80's
Back when all funk music was
Made by huge cocaine addicts every nostril
Had some white nose candy in it
And everyone got up to use
The bathroom every ten minutes i'm too high
Just snort
That guy looks like Michael Jackson i'm 5'5'
That's short
That's not a man, that's a lesbian
Who's that guy? Some dork
I wrote this song! I'm Mark Ronson!
This looks like New York
But, it's just a cheap run down movie set
Girls walking by ignore us ew!
Walk by and just ignore us ew!
This song has no real chorus true!
It's just me and these four guys clappin'
Looking into the camera clappin'
Something cool is about to happen
We're gonna dance while the cameraman
Spins the camera around spin it!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Mark don't try to get down!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
White boy dance like a clown
Why? Because I'm not brown?
Hey, don't have a meltdown!
Please let me hang around! Okay, fine, just
Stop, come walk with me
Just don't dance Ronson you're too shitty
Bruno, please, sign this check
To buy a car that’s a wreck!
Which we'll dance 'round in the
Street without gettin’ in it
Can I please, dance with you guys now?
No, Mark Ronson, you keep sittin'
I'm too hot you're wet
The sweat's turning my pink jacket red
Could you stop dancin'?
I'm trying to shine your shoes you cokehead!
Now we've got up top
Old lady hair rollers on our heads
We look like grandmas
And my damn nose is bloody from the blow
I was on a computer ooh!
And I read a strange rumor ooh!
You're Michael Jackson Jr! Ooh!
So is it true was he your father?
That would be an amazing honor
That can't be they're different colors!
Back from the dead to clear up this shit
But first, grab your own dick and dance!
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
One more time grab your dick! (Heehee)
Da, do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Do, do, ru, do, do, ru do rah!
Time for rumors is done
Yes, I have one more son
And the world will be stunned
To learn you are the one i’m your father!
Oh my God! I knew it!
I'm Michael Jackson's son!
The rumors were true! No, not you!
Him, Mark Ronson! Yes!
That means I'm black! I can dance!
Heh, in your face, guys! Aw, ow!