Well here it is... the first edition of the Terrible Ambattur Parodies. These were created via that most mystic medium: back-and-forth-smsing between me and my fellow stalwart Ames
You have been warned.Enjoy! :D
Under Ambattur Skies
(Sung to the tune of Behind Blue Eyes)
No one knows what it's like
To be the dusty girls
To be the dirty girls
Under ambattur skies
And no one knows what it's like
To be itchy
To be scratchy
Under ambattur skies
But my bus is not as empty
As my copy seems to be
I have hours before I get home
My bus is grimey and never free
2 comments:
he he he...waiting for 'hotel ambattur' ;)
:D
Boy I miss those days...
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