Summary: A collection of parody songs pertaining to the whackiness of the X-Men universe ^_^ Included in the collection are "Independant X-Women" and "Opalicious!". More will be added every now and then.
Notes: This song is based on the most awful supporting character of all time, Opal Tanaka. If you're thinking, "WHO?", well, I envy you. Anyway, she's this ex-girlfriend of Iceman's, and she is just a HO. She's got big-ass MC Hammer pants and wears skull earrings, not to mention she's whinier than Rogue with a stubbed toe. I hate her so much, I wrote this little song about her! Another rewrite of a Destiny's Child song, this time it's "Bootylicious". Oh, this song is also the official theme song of B.U.C.K.S.H.O.T. (http://bobbysworld.snarkyblue.com/buckshot/), the #1 anti-Opal site on the net! Check it out, it ROCKS.
Disclaimer: Well this isn't really a story, but !@#$ it, I don't own the X-Men, Marvel does. The song "Bootylicious" belongs to Beyonce Knowles and the peeps at Columbia records, I just tweaked it to make this little diddy ^_^
"Opalicious!"
Hiro, can you handle this,
Madelyne, can you handle this,
William, can you handle this,
I don't think you can handle this,
WOOOOOO!
Afraid to move, I've arrived,
Lookin' coked-up, lookin' high,
Baddest dressed, chick inside,
DJ, it's Hammer time,
Spotted me, a frozen thing,
There you are, come on Bobby,
Don't you wanna, dance with me,
Can you handle, my whining?
Gotta do much better if I'm gon' dance with you tonight,
Gotta work my big pants if I'm gon' dance with you tonight,
Shake my hips, work them pants with the big ol' pockets,
Got my skull earrings, now I'm gonna rock it,
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me,
Grab on these big pants, it's time for take off
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
Bobby, can you handle this,
Bobby, can you handle this,
Bobby, can you handle this,
I don't think you can handle this,
WOOOOOO!
I'm about, to break ya off,
O-Town, comin' hard,
Lead my hips, slap my thigh,
Trouser wave, ride it high,
Feelin' ghetto, watch me move,
Now my big pants, have got the groove,
Be lovin' my pockets, don't give 'em a diss,
Can you handle, handle this?
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
Shake my skull earrings all around (woo!),
Make they teeth touch the ground (woo!),
I can't help but wonder why (woo!),
Are my skulls too skullalicious for ya, hey?
I shake my big pants at every chance,
When I wiggle my hips you slip into a trance,
I'm hopin' you can handle all these trousers that I have,
Now let's cut a rug while we, scat some jazz
My big pants, da-dum, da-day,
My big pants, da-dum, da-day,
Da-dum, da-da-day-da-dum, da-da-day-da-dum,
My big, big, big pants
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
HEEE-HEEEEEE! Heeeee-eeee-eeeeeeeeee!
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opalicious for ya, hey
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for these big pants,
I don't think you ready, for 'em,
Cuz my trousers too Opaliciouuuuuuuuuuus for ya, babe-aaaaaaay-aaaay-aaaay-ay-ay!
