Song Parodies -> "This Black Scalade"

Original Song Title:

"This Masquerade"

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Original Performer:

"This Black Scalade"

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The Lyrics

The lights dim in a non-descrpit Vegas lounge. A lone spotlight shines on a solitary figure sitting on a bar stool. Tiger recounts his own tragic version of this George Benson classic.

You’re not really happy here
With the woody games I played
So glad you’re not Bobbitt today

Couldn’t find a knife but you
Grabbed an iron anyway
You tee’d off… on this black Scalade

Was afraid to say
I shanked all night and day
I even eagled one in my golf cart
I tried to run you over
But a tree got in the way
Was smashed, and stoned
and now I have to pay.

Thoughts of porn queens disappear
You chop veggies with a knife
Little woody he fears for his life
Don’t understand the reasons
Mulligan’s not on his way
Once I crashed ….in this black Scalade

Was afraid to say,
I drove all night and day
I even chipped a cashier at Walmart
I tried to run you over
But a hydrant blocked the way
Was crocked, and doped,
and now I have to pay.

Ambien sex disappears
Every time a sponsor flies
No more hole-in-one kind of lies
Don’t understand the reasons
Why I just lost Gatorade
Since I mashed… up this black Scalade

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