Lyrical: Complexity Analysis of Pop Songs

Original Lyrics	Munged Lyrics
Kenny Rogers Dottie West---'Till I Can Make It On My Own I'll need time to get you off my mind I may sometimes bother you, try to be in touch with you Even ask too much of you, from time to time ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]	Kenny Rogers Dottie West---'Till Eye Can Make It On My Own Aisle knead thyme too get yew off my mined Eye may sometimes bother yew, try too bee inn touch with yew Even ask two much of yew, from thyme too thyme Now and then, Lord, yew no Aisle knead a friend And ' till Eye get used too losing yew, let mi keep on using yew, ' Til Eye can make it on my own Aisle get buy, butt know matter how Eye try There'll bee times that yule no Aisle caul Chances are my tears will fall And Aisle have know pride at awl, from thyme too thyme Butt they say, owe, there'll bee a brighter day Butt ' til then Eye lien on yew, that's awl Eye mien too do, ' Til Eye can make it on my own Surely someday Aisle look up and sea the mourning son Without another lonely knight behind mi Then Aisle no I'm over yew and awl my cryin's dun Know moor hurtin ' memories can fined mi Butt ' til then, Lord, yew no I'm gonna knead a friend ' Til Eye get used too losing yew, let mi keep on using yew ' Til Eye can make it on my own .

Original Lyrics

Munged Lyrics

Kenny Rogers Dottie West---'Till I Can Make It On My Own

I'll need time to get you off my mind
I may sometimes bother you, try to be in touch with you
Even ask too much of you, from time to time
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]

Kenny Rogers Dottie West---'Till Eye Can Make It On My Own

Aisle knead thyme too get yew off my mined
Eye may sometimes bother yew, try too bee inn touch with yew
Even ask two much of yew, from thyme too thyme
Now and then, Lord, yew no Aisle knead a friend
And ' till Eye get used too losing yew, let mi keep on using yew,
' Til Eye can make it on my own

Aisle get buy, butt know matter how Eye try
There'll bee times that yule no Aisle caul
Chances are my tears will fall
And Aisle have know pride at awl, from thyme too thyme
Butt they say, owe, there'll bee a brighter day
Butt ' til then Eye lien on yew, that's awl Eye mien too do,
' Til Eye can make it on my own

Surely someday Aisle look up and sea the mourning son
Without another lonely knight behind mi
Then Aisle no I'm over yew and awl my cryin's dun
Know moor hurtin ' memories can fined mi

Butt ' til then, Lord, yew no I'm gonna knead a friend
' Til Eye get used too losing yew, let mi keep on using yew
' Til Eye can make it on my own .