Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
I can't go near the scent of flowers. I can't look at the sky. I can't turn on the radio And not cry. I wont watch lovers holding hands Or the sun sinking down. I can't look at a single ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Eye can't go near the sent of flowers . Eye can't look at the sky . Eye can't tern on the radio And knot cry . Eye wont watch lovers holding hands Awe the son sinking down . Eye can't look at a single thing inn this town . Yew whirr playing a game and Eye, Eye lost count of the daze and the nights . Do yew no that yew whirr my life ? I'm tryin hard too fined awl that's left of mi, Now that yew left mi alone . Tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory . Eye knead a hart of my own . Eye have looked threw every single book, Torn threw every poem, Herd the words of every voice That I've known . How can yew have such a hold on mi, When youve already let go ? Yew must have moor power than Eye no . Woah . Yew whirr playing a game and Eye, Eye lost count of the daze and the nights . Owe, did yew no that yew whirr my life ? ! I'm tryin hard too fined awl that's left of mi, Now that yew left mi alone, I'm tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory . Eye knead a hart of my own . Yew gave mi heaven and showed mi how too fly, Then laughed when Eye fell from the sky, yeah ! [ guitar interlude ] Tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory . Eye knead a hart of my own . I'm tryin hard too fined awl that's left of mi, Now that yew left mi alone, I'm tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory . Eye knead a hart of my own . [ repeat chorus ]

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

I can't go near the scent of flowers.
I can't look at the sky.
I can't turn on the radio
And not cry.

I wont watch lovers holding hands
Or the sun sinking down.
I can't look at a single
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Eye can't go near the sent of flowers .
Eye can't look at the sky .
Eye can't tern on the radio
And knot cry .

Eye wont watch lovers holding hands
Awe the son sinking down .
Eye can't look at a single thing inn this town .

Yew whirr playing a game and Eye,
Eye lost count of the daze and the nights .
Do yew no that yew whirr my life ?

I'm tryin hard too fined awl that's left of mi,
Now that yew left mi alone .
Tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory .
Eye knead a hart of my own .

Eye have looked threw every single book,
Torn threw every poem,
Herd the words of every voice
That I've known .

How can yew have such a hold on mi,
When youve already let go ?
Yew must have moor power than Eye no .

Woah .
Yew whirr playing a game and Eye,
Eye lost count of the daze and the nights .
Owe, did yew no that yew whirr my life ? !

I'm tryin hard too fined awl that's left of mi,
Now that yew left mi alone,
I'm tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory .
Eye knead a hart of my own .

Yew gave mi heaven and showed mi how too fly,
Then laughed when Eye fell from the sky, yeah !

[ guitar interlude ]

Tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory .
Eye knead a hart of my own .

I'm tryin hard too fined awl that's left of mi,
Now that yew left mi alone,
I'm tired of runnin aweigh from yaw memory .
Eye knead a hart of my own .

[ repeat chorus ]

Heart Of My Own

Richard Marx