It's my cousins birthday today and she's turning 16 and absolutely loves Christina Aguilera, so the next couple of stories are for her... Happy Birthday Sara!
Lady Marmalade...
"Mr Schue, we have something we'd like to say to all of the guys in glee club" Santana said as she stood up walking out to the front of the choir room
"Well the floor is yours Santana" Mr Schue said as he walked over to sit next to Puck and Sam
Rachel, Quinn, Brittany and Mercedes stood up and walked over to stand with Santana...
"We're sick of all the guys in here and all the others outside of glee calling Mercedes, Rachel, Tina, heck all of us names" Santana said annoyed
"I'm sick of being called the blonde slut in glee who had a baby" Quinn said stepping up next to Santana
"I'm sick of being called the stupid blonde slut, I'm not stupid!" Brittany stood next to Quinn just as annoyed
Mercedes stepped up next to Santana at her other side, sighing before saying "I'm sick of being called the fat one"
Everyone looked at the four girls that had spoke and then at Rachel, wondering what she was going to say...
"I'm sick of being called ugly, the one with the big nose. I'm sick of feeling like my boyfriend could do better than me, that he doesn't find me hot or sexy" Rachel spoke looking anywhere else but at puck
"So we choose a song to prove that we're all hot, whether we're skinny or fat, even low none of us are fat" Santana said smirking looking at all the girls then at everyone else "Let's do this"
Santana, Rachel, Quinn, Brittany, Mercedes, All
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
Where's all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas
When Blaine realised what song they were singing he cheered loudly "Yes, girls!" making everyone else laugh at him, before watching the girls perform.
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?" Oh! uh huh
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (Oh yeah)
Creole lady Marmalade
What what, what what
Mr Schue watched the 5 girls performing the song, a bit annoyed that they feel like that and haven't told him about it.
Ooh oh
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Yea yea yea yea
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
Oh, her black satin sheets is where they start to freak
Yeah
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Da-da-da)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (Here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (Yeah)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? (Ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi?
Yeah yeah uh
You come through with the money and the garter bats
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm sayin', why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry
Im gon' keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wearin high heeled shoes gettin love from the dudes
4 bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
Bottle case the meaning of expensive taste
If you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya (Come on)
Mocha Chocalate what
Real lady Marmalade
One more time C'mon now
Marmalade... (Ohh)
Lady Marmalade... (Yeah...)
Marmalade... (Oh...)
Puck looked at Rachel as she stepped up to sing her part, not believing what she had just said about not feeling enough for him.
Hey, hey, hey!
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
Color of cafe a' lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried
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Now he's back home durin' 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
Sleepin' the grey flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep memories creep
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Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Da da oh, yeah)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (Ooh, oh, oh)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (Oh, oh, oh...)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? (Ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? (All my sistas, yeah)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? (Ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? (Come on! Uh)
Rachel (lady oh)
Quinn (Yeah yeah, lady Marmalade)
Santana (Hey, hey! uh uh uh uh...)
Brittany (Oh Oh oooo)
Rot wailer baby (Baby)
Moulin Rouge (ooh da da da da )
Misdemeanor here
Creole Lady Marmalade
Yes-ah
"Girls that was a great performance of a great song" Mr Schue said standing up walking out into the front "And if yous feel like this again then you know you's can come and talk to me"
"Yeah Mr Schue, we know that" Rachel said smiling softly before walking to her seat in front of Puck, who leaned forward into her ear
"We need to talk later baby" He whispered into her ear before kissing her neck then moving back in his seat..
