Karaoke King
By Chris Devlin
E-Mail: devlin1983@hotmail.com
AN: This is a birthday fic for my friend Rach, who turned 15 last Monday...(Sorry its late^-^;;;;). Its a songfic based on the Proclaimers anthem "I'm Gonna Be"... Now I don't know how popular/well known this song is outside Scotland, but it's awesome anyway... There is one "Scottish" word here, the definition of which I've put below. Enjoy ^_~.
*Haver - Talk nonsense
Rachel sat at her table nursing a small Vodka and Coke as she waited for Richie to return. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair as she tried to get comfortable. Richie had decided to go for a bathroom break just as the Karaoke had started. Thinking about this she realized he'd had the right idea as she heard "Hero" being murdered by a fat drunk man just behind her. Shuddering she downed what remained of her drink and tried to block out the mans voice with her thoughts. Luckily she only had to engage her drink fueled brain for a few seconds, as the fat man handed the microphone back to the Dj. Rachel sighed in relief before clapping half-heartedly.
"And thanks for that Tracey Sketchit." the DJ said, a look of relief evident on his face as he began to set up for the next singer. "Now we've got a song here that's been a big hit in Scotland for many years, it's only just been released here but already we've got someone up to sing it for his girlfriend. His name's Richie and the song is I'm Gonna Be." Rachel spun round in her seat as she heard his name, convinced that it was some sick joke on her. To her disbelief it wasn't. Richie was standing there, holding the microphone waiting for the song to start. Catching her eye he smiled at her and blew her a kiss as the music began. Rachel smiled warmly at her boyfriend.
"Only you would do something like this." she said. Still he smiled at her before bursting into song. It was an upbeat rock number, and he soon had the entire room singing along.
When
I wake up,
Well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When
I go out
Yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
If
I get drunk
well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And
If I haver
yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you
But
I would walk five hundred miles
and I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
to fall down at your door
When
I'm working
Yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you
And
when the money,
comes in for the work I do,
I'll pass almost every penny on to you.
When
I come home
Oh I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And
if I grow old
well I know I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you
But
I would walk five hundred miles
and I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
to fall down at your door
When
I'm lonely
well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you
When
I'm dreaming
well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you
When
I go out
well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
And
When I come home
Yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's comes back home
with you
I'm gonna be the man who's coming home with you
But
I would walk five hundred miles
and I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
to fall down at your door
As
he reached the break in the lyrics he moved over to Rachel, getting down beside
her. He smiled broadly at her, taking her hand in his.
"Happy Birthday Rach." he said adoringly before
moving up to kiss her gently. It felt a tad rushed to Rachel, but she could
understand that, he did have a time limit to work to after all. As he broke it
off she became aware of the cheering and hollering that had filled the room and
broke out in a shade of bright crimson, embarrassed, but more in love than ever
before. Looking up at Richie she saw him finish the song.
And
I would walk five hundred miles
and I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
to fall down at your door.
AN: Ok, I know it's short, but it's meant to be. Anyway, read and review or I'll set the evil Haggis Demon's on you all!