"Fuck You"

Ok, I'll admit I'm the kind of person to hear a song for the first time and then like it after seeing it performed on a popular TV show.

Obviously I'm talking about Glee. And the song I'm referring to is when Gwyneth Paltrow did "Forget You," by Cee Lo Green. Honestly, the original artist that came to my mind was Michael Jackson. I was found incorrect. And since it's the first time I heard the song, I didn't know this is actually the clean version. The song is aptly titled "Fuck You."



And for some reason I felt it'd be funny to try to re-write the lyrics into something more fancy, like that internet meme that's been going around, showing a picture of a classical-style painting of a guy smiling with his fingers pointing out at you. For example:

Obviously this is pretty epically-overkill. 

So here we go: Cee Lo Green's "Fuck You," fancified lyrics! 

Chorus: 

I notice your operating of your automobile around the local residences with the woman I adore sitting in your passenger seat, and I say, "I sincerely wish you perform intercourse with yourself." 

I then ponder and conclude what little currency I possessed was unsatisfactory, and I say, "I sincerely wish you perform intercourse with yourself," and, "I sincerely wish she performs intercourse with herself, also." 

I declared, "If I did indeed posses a monetary amount that would make me vastly wealthy, I might have been in a committed relationship with you, to this very day." But I jest, for is that not a laughable matter comparable to a pile of feces? 

And although I am currently experiencing a sensation similar to a mild cardiac infarction, I still desire that you remain in the best health possible, and I will give you this blessing in the form of my saying, "I sincerely wish you perform intercourse with yourself." 

Verse 1: 

Yes I indeed apologize for not possessing the monetary wealth to purchase an extravagant, luxurious Italian sports car; however, this does not indicate that I am incapable of providing you with transportation to whichever destination of your choosing. 

I speculate that the man could be something comparable to a piece of advanced technology licensed by Microsoft, while I, on the other hand, can be something comparable to a much more outdated piece of technology with a similar function, manufactured by an older, now French-owned company. However, the way you carry out your methods of entertainment seems to be a cheat to the rest of us. 

Pre-chorus:

I will express my greatest sympathies for the next imbecile who decides to adore you. 

(Alas! She only desires a man for his exorbitant financial standing!)

Well, 

(I just speculated you should be aware of this information, my African-American friend)

I possess some new information that I intend to relay to you. Yes, leave and hasten to your new, but shorter man so that you may tell him everything I have declared. 

(Chorus)

Verse 2

Now I am fully aware that I had to request items with a promise to return them, tearfully plead for them, take them by force without one's consent, and use methods that would give me an unfair advantage. 

I did my absolute best to ensure you remain with me and to ensure everything I did was satisfactory, because being in a committed, adoring relationship with your buttocks is quite expensive. 

Pre-chorus

Oh, at this very moment, I find myself absolutely despising your buttocks. 

(Chorus)

Bridge: 

Now, little new born, little new born, little new born, why would you desire to inflict physical and/or emotional pain on me with such cruel intentions?

(Cruel intentions! Cruel intentions! Cruel intentions!)

I attempted to speak to my mother, but she simply replied, "this is one for your father."

(Your father! Your father! Your father)

Yes, indeed my mother did state that.

And I loudly interject!  And I wonder aloud "why!" I loudly interject again, and wonder aloud "why, female person!" I continue on my outbursts and cry aloud, "I possess feelings of adoration for you! Yes, I still possess feelings of adoration for you!" And I finish with one last, prolongated interjection. 

Chorus: 

I notice your operating of your automobile around the local residences with the woman I adore sitting in your passenger seat, and I say, "I sincerely wish you perform intercourse with yourself." 

I then ponder and conclude what little currency I possessed was unsatisfactory, and I say, "I sincerely wish you perform intercourse with yourself," and, "I sincerely wish she performs intercourse with herself, also." 

I declared, "If I did indeed posses a monetary amount that would make me vastly wealthy, I might have been in a committed relationship with you, to this very day." But I jest, for is that not a laughable matter comparable to a pile of feces? 

And although I am currently experiencing a sensation similar to a mild cardiac infarction, I still desire that you remain in the best health possible, and I will give you this blessing in the form of my saying, "I sincerely wish you perform intercourse with yourself."