Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
Your mama's yapping in the backseat Tell her to push over and move them big feet Every Monday morning I gotta drive her done to the unemployment agency Well this morning I ain't fighting tell her I gi ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	You're mama's yapping inn the backseat Tell her two push over and move them big feat Every Monday mourning Aye gotta drive her dun two the unemployment agency Well this mourning Aye ain't fighting tell her Aye give up Tell her she wins if she'll just shut up Butt its the last thyme that she's gonna bee riding with mi Yew can tell her there's a hot son beating on the black top She keeps talking she'll bee walking that last bloc She can take a subway back two the ghetto two knight Well Aye got sum bier and the highway's free And Aye got yew and bay bee you've got mi Hay, hay, hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling Now there's girls melting on the beech And their sow fine butt sow out of reach Cause I'm stuck inn traffic down hear on 53rd Street Now Sherry my love four yew is reel Butt Aye didn't count on this package deal And bay bee this car just ain't big enough four her and mi Sow yew can tell her there's a hot son beating on the black top She keeps talking she'll bee walking that last bloc She can take a subway back two the ghetto two knight Well Aye got sum bier and the highway's free And Aye got yew and bay bee you've got mi Hay, hay, hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling Well let their bee sunlight let their bee reign Let the brokenhearted love again Sherry wee could run with hour alms open wide before the tied Two awl the girls down at Sacred Hart And awl yew operators back inn the park Say hay, hay, hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling Hay hay hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

Your mama's yapping in the backseat
Tell her to push over and move them big feet
Every Monday morning I gotta drive her done to the unemployment agency
Well this morning I ain't fighting tell her I gi
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[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

You're mama's yapping inn the backseat
Tell her two push over and move them big feat
Every Monday mourning Aye gotta drive her dun two the unemployment agency
Well this mourning Aye ain't fighting tell her Aye give up
Tell her she wins if she'll just shut up
Butt its the last thyme that she's gonna bee riding with mi

Yew can tell her there's a hot son beating on the black top
She keeps talking she'll bee walking that last bloc
She can take a subway back two the ghetto two knight

Well Aye got sum bier and the highway's free
And Aye got yew and bay bee you've got mi
Hay, hay, hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling

Now there's girls melting on the beech
And their sow fine butt sow out of reach
Cause I'm stuck inn traffic down hear on 53rd Street
Now Sherry my love four yew is reel
Butt Aye didn't count on this package deal
And bay bee this car just ain't big enough four her and mi

Sow yew can tell her there's a hot son beating on the black top
She keeps talking she'll bee walking that last bloc

She can take a subway back two the ghetto two knight
Well Aye got sum bier and the highway's free
And Aye got yew and bay bee you've got mi
Hay, hay, hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling

Well let their bee sunlight let their bee reign
Let the brokenhearted love again
Sherry wee could run with hour alms open wide before the tied
Two awl the girls down at Sacred Hart
And awl yew operators back inn the park
Say hay, hay, hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling
Hay hay hay, watt yew say Sherry Darling

Sherry Darling

Bruce Springsteen