Letra Just another day in parodies Cledus T. Judd

Just another day in parodies

Writers screamin'
Phones ringin'
Secretary's sayin' that the mailman's bringin' me
A stack of see's
And assists.
Man I'm gettin' sick and tired of this.
Cause all I did was take a hit song.
Swear I didn't know it
When I re wrote it
That I was doin' any thing wrong.

Well, if Phil Vassar's
Mad at me
Well, it's just another day in parodies.
There's no song that's safe from me.
Well, make sure.
We'll see.
But I don't get any loyalty
Still I ask my label
Pretty please,
Ooh, for just another day in parodies.

I'm a big star
New cars
Never thought I'd take a joke this far after CMA's
I sat beside
Garth Brooks and his ex-wife.
But lately
It seems like
I catch hell for every song I write
Funny videos
I've done a few
Makin' people laugh's all I want to do.
But last night I had a bad dream.
CMT banned me
GAC canned me
They won't play no more comedy.

Well, lawsuits
Legal E's,
It's just another day in parodies.
Well, there's nothin else
I can really sing.
I'll take one of Faith's,
Two of Tim's.
I've always had great love for them.
That's my very own
Recipe
Ooh, for just another day in parodies.

Well if Shania Twain's
Mad at me
It's just another day in parodies.
But deep down
She wants to be Cledus T.
Cha-ching
Cha-ching.
I wish the cash register would ring.
Oh, I bet that Al
Would agree
Ooh, It's just another day in parodies.
Just another day in parodies.

("Oh, no. I'm not mad at you Cledus. You look nice. Nice hair, I like that. Ha,ha,ha")