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.
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.
In it’s Mumsy awfulness, this has really done me.
great work
Whoops. See I even knew this cos of the Tights Hang From The C-eiling thing.
My daily 'mare, sorry!
Got to have a system!
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
was singing ‘riding in the dark’ to ‘riders on the storm’ last night while cycling in the dark
not my best but I can’t get it out my head
I do Saag Aloo to the tune of Balamos by Enrique Iglesias
Whenever I see a post from @marckee, it reminds me of this:
(sampled on Shutdown by Skepta)
Eat Rolos, Rolos, Rolos, Rolos WHAT
“Shower and a shave, shave, shave, shower and a shave, shave, shave” to the tune of this:
I somehow ended up with “Don’t stop Saint Stephen” in my head last night and i hope it also infects you all this coming Boxing Day.
I’ve recently enjoyed doing a variation on Ariana Grande’s Into You when I’m cut up by a car while I’m cycling, that goes
A little more indication, baby A little less hit my body Because you went into me, into me, into me
Next time it happens and you catch them up at a set of lights, you need to sing this to them.
Whenever i’m stirring stuff in a pan, i’ve got this little song that goes Ya gotta keep it movin’, Keep it movin’ Not sure if it’s from an actual song, sounds a bit like shaggy or something.
S club?
not unless that song is a lot more reggae than i remember
It’s actually 5ive
Glad I checked now!
