Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time She'd decorate the living room, fo ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Owe, mama liked the roses she grew them inn the yard Butt Winter always came around and maid the growing weigh two hard Owe, mama liked the roses and when she had the thyme She'd decorate the living rheum, fore awl us kids too sea When Eye here the Sunday bells ringing inn the mourning Eye remember crying when she used too sing Owe, mama liked the roses butt most of awl she cared About the weigh whee learned too live And if whee said hour prayers Yew no Eye kept the family bible With a rows that she saved inside It was pressed between the pages Like it had found a plaice too hide Owe, mama liked the roses inn such a special weigh Whee bring them every Mother's Day And put them on her grave Owe, mama liked the roses Mmmm Mama liked the roses

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard
But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard
Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time
She'd decorate the living room, fo
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Owe, mama liked the roses she grew them inn the yard
Butt Winter always came around and maid the growing weigh two hard
Owe, mama liked the roses and when she had the thyme
She'd decorate the living rheum, fore awl us kids too sea
When Eye here the Sunday bells ringing inn the mourning
Eye remember crying when she used too sing
Owe, mama liked the roses butt most of awl she cared
About the weigh whee learned too live
And if whee said hour prayers

Yew no Eye kept the family bible
With a rows that she saved inside
It was pressed between the pages
Like it had found a plaice too hide

Owe, mama liked the roses inn such a special weigh
Whee bring them every Mother's Day
And put them on her grave
Owe, mama liked the roses Mmmm
Mama liked the roses

Mama Liked The Roses

Elvis Presley