Lady Gaga parodia: video gay, drag queen su Internet

Ecco un simpatico video trovato su Internet, con 4 simpatiche drag queen che fanno la parodia delle canzoni celebri di Lady Gaga.

Partendo da Bad Romance e passando per Just Dance e Paparazzi, le protagoniste si divertono anche a cambiare i testi delle canzoni, arrivando a parlare di formiche da letto e insetti. E non sono nemmeno 4 'sprovvedute': si chiamano The Kinsey Sicks e hanno inciso anche alcune canzoni e sono un vero gruppo.

Dopo il salto, il testo in lingua originale... casomai voleste fare un karaoke!

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Clawed by your bedroom ants

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Gnawed by your bedroom ants

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want no bedroom ants

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Fond of bedroom ants

My bed is snuggly
With crackers and cheese
So, I'm not lonesome thanks to
Rodents and fleas
Don't want your bugs
Ugh, ugh, ugh
Or snails and slugs

Don't want no drama
The crush of demands
What's wrong with playing in bed
With anthills and sand?

Don't want your bugs
Ugh ugh ugh
Without strong drugs

You know that I love you
But in bed I won't feed you

You'll make them sad, my bedroom ants
It's sexy rubbing
If you don't mind the stench
Won't you please give me a second chance?

Three days of scrubbing
And I still can't unclench
Oh my god what's in my underpants?

Stop crawlin', stop crawlin'
I can't even think anymore!
I left my can of Raid on the damned floor
Ick ick ick ick ick ick ick ick
Start cortisoning me
Ick ick ick ick ick ick ick ick
I'm dizzy
Ick ick ick ick ick ick ick ick
Stop microphonin' me
Ick ick ick ick ick ick ick ick

Girls our biggest fans
Will run away because you're blotchy
From your cock-a-roachies
If we do a Lady Gaga
Parody they'll watch me:
Look! Gaga's itchy-crotchy

Girls just remember that it's alright, alright
They're just ants.
Organized they say
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just ants
I'll be their queen someday
Da-doo-doo-doo
Just ants.
Can the uncles stay?
Duh-duh-duh-duh
Just Ants. Ants. Ants. Just ants.
Can the uncles stay—ay?

I want your bugs
Cause I want some more friends
Ask why, I shrug
It's just how this song ends
Why don't we sing
A few lyrics in French?
Let's try it now
But it doesn't make sense
I still wanna sing French
You don't even speak French!
Just want bedroom ants
Just want your bedroom ants
Want your bedroom ants!

Hey it's a living
We don't need to make sense
You & me could write about houseplants
Hey they're not laughing
And i peed my depends
You & me should be in better bands

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Brought up for Bedouin romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Cut to a badminton dance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
End with bedroom ants!

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