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Loklorien s'Ilancy
May 4th, 2007, 09:42:53 AM
Just what the title says :D

Here's my first. The original song was written and sung by Chris LeDoux (this version has a duet with Garth Brookes), and I thought it'd be fun to change up a few words



<center>Original:

Whatcha Gonna Do With A Cowboy (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBrZR4JDcd8)
**Ignore the stupid video; it's the song that matters**

Star Wars'ed:

Whatcha Gonna Do With A Jedi

I can see you got your eye on this old Jedi,
And I can tell you've never had one for your own,
Or you've never been around one,
Now you're thinkin' that you've found one,
Well it might be kinda fun to take him home.

You giggle every time that I say yes ma'am
And I get this feelin' if I held you tight,
You'd be seein' his and hers,
Force signatures,
But that's a feelin' you'll get over overnight.

Cause whatcha gonna do with a Jedi
When that old mynock crows at dawn,
When he's lyin' there instead,
Of gettin' out of bed
And puttin' on his boots and gettin' gone,
What you gonna do when he says honey
I've got half a mind to stay,
What you gonna do with a Jedi,
When he don't saddle up and fly away.

You can see it takes a special kinda woman
To put up with the life a Jedi leads,
Cause his robes are sometimes muddy,
And his sabre buildin' buddies
Will camp out on your couch and never leave,
Don't even start to think you're gonna change him,
You'd be better off to try and race the wind,
What he is is what you got,
And he can't be what he's not
And honey you can't hide him from your friends.

So whatcha gonna do with a Jedi
When that old mynock crows at dawn,
When he's lyin' there instead,
Of getttin' out of bed
And puttin' on his boots and gettin' gone,
What you gonna do when he says honey
I've got half a mind to stay,
What you gonna do with a Jedi,
When he don't saddle up and fly away.
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Now you guys go :)

Callomas Savoc
May 5th, 2007, 03:54:41 PM
(I'll add the other lyrics later)

[chorus]
They see me smugglin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
My Wookiee so loud
I'm blastin
They hopin that they gon catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty
Tryin to catch my Falcon dirty

My smugglin skills got Jabba all green
O.G. hatin me cause I'm so fresh and clean
Droppin spice cause the Empire's frontin mean
And hit the hyperdrive cause I can't be seen
With no glit in my cargo holder
My dough is creepin lower gotta bounce and get some cover
To Tattooine till this blows over
There's a war on in the galaxy but I ain't no soldier
Just hit the club, floss Moss Eisley ladies
Grippin steel cause Greedo can't fade me
Shot first cause my trigger finger ain't lazy
Paid the bartender cause the murda deed was done
Then I picked up cash flow from Obi Wan
Haul droids and Luke and the plans and um, blaze to Alderaan and hit up the Rebellion
Hit the bay and I go whoa
Stormtroopers strapped and they bout to blow
Straight blast laser beams and see me flow
Drop buckets and swerve its time to go
Falcon lift off to avoid a bruisin
Star destroyers two deep straight up cruisin
Chewbacca get us a course solution
Hyperdrive switches got to use em, go light speed lose em.

[chorus]

I stay frosty and chillin, villains ill cause I'm claimin this set
I gotta get this tauntaun up on Hoth 'fore Luke trips balls and cuts off wampa arms
Jedi Knight trippin on about Yoda and Dagobah and Obi Wan and Padawans
Sit him on down while I cut on these guts
Set the shelter on up, it so damn cold I can't feel my butt
Get picked up around sunrise, hit the slab peep slow to Echo base
Leia playa hate and slap my face
Luke's workin sis down to second base
Vader bringin beef and he roll deep
Wanted by the Empire on a rap sheet, AT-AT stompin hard we flee flee
Run Run hope Chewie's got me, some light speed
We got no hyperdrive how? C-3PO's trippin now
But I won't get caught up and shot up your highness so simmer down
Don't tell me the odds, keep deflectors up, do a barrel roll, hang onto your nuts
Ready or not asteroids here we come, it's Han Solo and Millennium