| Original Lyrics | Munged Lyrics |
|---|---|
| Stuck in L.A., ain't got no friends And so Hollywood nuts, Too many dead ends Life on the streets is no where to live Do I pack my bags or dare switch Just sold my car, I sold it for junk ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Stuck inn L . A ., ain't got know friends And sew Hollywood nuts, Two many dead ends Life on the streets is know ware too live Do Eye pack my bags ore dare switch Just sold my car, Eye sold it fore junk Eye can't pay my rent sew Eye take the bus Its the first thyme Eye bean inn such a cold plaice Ware the temperature is 88 [ Chorus ] 88 degrees Lord its sew hot, sew dam hot Trying too make a deal Butt somehow I'm stopped Cause the pace is sew heavy Maybe it cause the whether Yeah, yeah I'm set inn the mood fore yew Yew remember the thyme Yew remember the thyme Yes, I'm the deal fore a whole lot of doe I'm hoping success turns ten years too gold Finally I'm happening and Eye set inn the press Yew ask mi watt its like too bee famous [ Chorus ] Remember the thyme Cause when inn yaw face Yew could start too get angry Is it mi ore just this plaice Won thing is fore sure Yew got too work sew hard Sure feels this ain't know plaice Fore broken hearts Just ask mi tomorrow if yew love yew [ Chorus ] Stuck inn L . A ., ain't go know friends And sew Hollywood nuts, Two many dead ends Life on the streets is know ware too live Yew ask mi watt its like too bee famous [ Chorus ] |
88 Degrees
Cher
| Complexity: | 61 | Readability: | 73.21 | Sentiment: | 10 | Word Count: | 235 | Unique Words: | 113 |