"The Boss" has a problem with over-eating, which leads to gastrointestinal distress, and lots of grunting.
I do stand-up comedy, as well as parody. I often imitate the recording artists when I parody their music.
My name is Rick Cormier. I am a singer/songwriter/musician/comedian. I love music and its' power to move people. I enjoy making people laugh.
Story behind the song
If you know the original lyrics to the song, you will probably enjoy this more. If you wrote those lyrics, please forgive me Boss, just having some fun, I've been a fan since the '70s.
Lyrics
Yesterday at breakfast, I got some eggs
They were smothered in American cheese
At lunch we dined on Mexican gourmet, yeah gooey fried cuisine
Sprung from my belt on highway 9
Chalupa ingested, I been eatin’ way over the line. Oh
Dinner’s Chinese buffet was just a snack
It’s a grease trap, I shouldn’t have had that frappe
Man, something wicked this way comes
Because with cramps like this, babe I’m gonna get the runs
Oh girl, I feel it
Bathroom let me in, I thought food was my friend
Now I got gastric pains and visions
Just wrap my legs around this porcelain rim
God please help my small intestine!
If I could only end this crap,
I just heard a pop! Sweat pourin’ off of my back
God, the odor in the bathroom is dire!
And, baby I’m just a scared toilet rider
You don’t wanna know how it feels
I know that chili wasn’t mild
But I don’t believe in missing meals
Somebody help me!
(a short series of indecipherable grunts)
Rushed to the ER palace, many hours blown
Nurse screams for my insurance card
My groans draw stares, as she comes nearer
And boy my stomach is rock-hard!
The inducement starts in my deepest parts
I’m befuddled, out of reach, in a mist
Gonna try, once I’m mended, to start eatin’ right
If I ever get through this
HA! WANT TO EAT MORE!
Doctors and nurses spray air freshener in a last-ditch flowered try
Everybody’s out on the run, smells so bad, there’s no safe place to hide
It’s never ending, I’ll fight with the gas
Until the doctors can get my ass under control. Oh
Someday soon, like tonight at 10, at that Indian place
Where we really want to go, I know I’ll eat a ton
But till then cramps won’t quit
Baby, now I got the runs
Uh, Oh!! Uh, Oh!! (minor accidents)
Brilliant!..I'm crying with laughter here!