A little background. One night a few months ago, Andy and I were having a songwriting challenge just for laughs: try to write a country tune about a bein' a "simple man" in the vein of Alan Jackson or Tobi Keith. Emily and Kim intervened and suggested we try writing a song to the tune of a famous song like Weird Al, and to a specific theme. We came up with several songs based on the themes, with old MOR and classic rock tunes as their melodies.
This is one of my favorites from the tunes I wrote, inspired by Boris Vallejo paintings. I'm sure most of you have seen Boris' paintings. Boris is famous for his usually erotic fantasy illustrations found on paperback covers throughout the late 20th century. Usually a Fabio-like dude fighting off monsters with a hot lady at his side (see image). This is a smooth little adult contemporary love song, set to the melody of Christopher Cross' 'Sailing' (It's very important that you read the lyrics in your head or out loud to the melody). WARNING: naughty.

Some days I feel like flexing - my love muscles for you.
You make my life a fantasy, a role-playing game come true.
Watch the light reflect off my pectorals,
There's nothing I won't do - to impress you.
Slay-ing a dragon -
To get in-to your pants, that's what I would do
I'd place his severed head on the foot of your bed,
watching as I go down on you.
And when the monsters come down and -
try to tear you into -
My superhuman manliness - will come running
for you.
It's amazing how unproportionate, your hips and thighs look -
compared to your boobs.
Slay-ing - (chorus)
(pretty piano solo, repeat chorus - fade out)
3 comments:
You are so naughty funny! I could only remember the tune for the chorus, but I think you've got some talent there :)
Pretty brave to be sharing this bear, pretty brave.
That was beautiful. I think I'm going to cry. Thank you for such a wonderful tribute to my work. You have a truly deep understanding of my people. May Odin smile upon you. I'm sure the last rainfall we had was Odin's tears as he was deeply moved. Wait! Hold on! I'm getting a text message from Odin. Oh...... I guess he wasn't crying, it was just his loincloth dripping from the overactive sweet glands in his gonads. He also said your tribute is lovely.
Sincerely,
Your Uncommonly Muscular Artist Friend,
Boris Vallejo
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