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(Un)Official Theme Song Ver. 1.0
Things have not been smooth the past few days. Oh, it's nothing really. Standard Drama Queen King material. But that doesn't stop me from fulfilling Miss Chi's request. At least it keeps my mind of other ermm...pointless things.
So here's my version of the theme song for Bloggers United(?)...hehe. Well takpelah, janji bukan THAT other United. And besides, how could I say no to a lady's request? (see? I told ya I'd make a good hubby :P)
Hope you like it, to be sung to the tune of 'YMCA' performed by the orang kampung from New York, the Village People. So get your police uniform and biker gear ready and sing along with me...
Young man, do you need a new friend?
I said, young man, stop playing with your hand.
I said, young man, this is the latest trend
There's no need to be unhappy.
Young girl, there's a site you can go.
I said, young girl, you don't need a dildo.
You can go there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.
It's fun to have your own B-L-O-G.
It's fun to have your own B-L-O-G.
You can say anything for people to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys...
It's fun to have your own B-L-O-G.
It's fun to have your own B-L-O-G.
You can be a Datin, you can be even a hunk,
You can do whatever you want...
Young man, do you need therapy?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you've got to know this one thing!
Young man, this is the internet
I said, young man, what you see is not what you get,
But just go there, to the B.L.O.G.
Just type and let yourself free.
Just go and get your own B-L-O-G
Just go and get your own B-L-O-G
You can be anyone, whoever you want to be
You can even write like Chi...
Just go and get your own B-L-O-G
Just go and get your own B-L-O-G
You can be a star, though you're not kelakar
Everybody knows who you are
Young girl, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so jive...
That's when someone YM'ed to me,
And said, young man, please click on this link
It's a group there called Bloggers United
They're fun so don't be frightened
That's why we have our own B-L-O-G
That's why we have our own B-L-O-G
You can leave a comment, whatever you want to tell
Even tell them to go to hell...
That's why we have our own B-L-O-G
That's why we have our own B-L-O-G
Young man, young man, just type what you want to say
Young man, young man, they won't charge you with ISA
That's why we have our own B-L-O-G
That's why we have our own B-L-O-G
Young man, young man, are you listening to me?
Young man, young man, blogging is for free..
Must get me one of those Red Indian costumes someday