Little made up songs you have for things **NEW BOARDS REDUX**


#1

beaujolais - to the tune of Ali G’s novelty hit 'Me Julie’
antihistamine - to the tune of Toyah’s 'It’s a mystery’
Saag Aloo - Either to Stagger Lee or Agadoo

Others


#2

Laddered Tights - To the tune of Paradise by Coldplay


#3

Lagavulin to the tune of Like A Virgin.


#4

Did this for Stalag, stalag, stalagtites in Wookey Hole recently.


#5

Excellent stuff, really nailed the marriage of content and location there.


#6

Whenever I wake up with black makeup around my eyes I sing “Panda-eeeyyyyes in the morning” to the tune of Rolf Harris’ Sun Arise.

I’ve tried to stop myself given the source but I’ve been doing it for too many years now.


#7

The cat song, where you hug a cat and say “caaaaat”.


#8

work with someone who’s second name is ‘Fasham’ and sing ‘Fashion’ by David Bowie but the words go:

Oooh, Fasham,
You’re in the sales squad and you’re sending reports.

kill me.


#9

Also used to sing “two side of fries” to Too Shy Shy whenever someone would order that in my kitchen days


#10

not mine, but a woman i work with sings “need a wee, need a wee” to the tune of the theme song from the a-team. she does it on and off for about ten minutes before she’ll go to the toilet.


#11

I’ll sing this to myself using the word ‘tea’ when I’m making a cup of tea -

Same goes for gin when I’m making myself a gin.

@twentynine I am absolutely stealing this.


#12

Leftover Courgette to the tune of Little Red Corvette


#13

stalagmites or stalactites.


#14

Still do that bit in Lou Bega’s Mambo Number 5 where he shouts ‘THE TRUMPETS’ but replace it with THE CRUMPETS when I’m toasting some up.


#15

My Mum always used to sing ‘can you believe there’s no bag in the bin?’ to the tune of R.E.M’s Man on the Moon.


#16

In it’s Mumsy awfulness, this has really done me.


#17

great work


#18

Whoops. See I even knew this cos of the Tights Hang From The C-eiling thing.

My daily 'mare, sorry!


#19

Got to have a system!


#20

At work, when lunchtime was quickly approaching, I would sometimes sing in my head (to the tune of ‘Coming Up Roses’ by Elliott Smith)

It’s coming up luuuunch-tiiime, everywhere
Sweet bread, lunchtime’s coming up