Today’s DP Challenge, thank you once again Michelle, was….
What better song than the haunting ballad of the beloved Tro Lo Lo Man!!!
Since all of you readers are all internet savvy and stuff, I’m sure you’ve all seen this at least once. I’ve heard a lot of stuff about this legend. The words were too offensive for Russian TV, there were no words, the words were too dumb to be sung, blah blah blah. I don’t really have any idea what the real story is, because yes, everything you read on the interweb is true, but can there be more than one truth for something like this? I dunno. You tell me.
Since there really aren’t any lyrics here, I thought I might just make up my own!!! And if you want to add some to the comment section, just hop on the Tro-lo-lo wagon train and do it!
I’m a creepy guy-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i
If you’re watching this you’ll agree I’m a sore for sighted
eye-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-iyes
Tro lo lo lo lo lo lo lo something something something something
About riding my beloved horse to my horsey beloved who waits a thousand miles
I guess she’s knitting me some socks or something something something tro-lo-lo
So I can wrap them around her neck and choke her good until she
die-hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-iyes
Many years in the gulag, so glad to have a woman that’s all
mi-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-ine
But she waits, oh she waits, mail order brides are so
subli-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-ime
All this crap, and nonsense just so an ex-con could make a
rhy-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-ime
With my suit all pressed and snappy and my haircut so suave, I will see my love scream in fear for the very last
ti-a-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i-hime
I bet you wish right now that instead of a singer I was a
mi-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-i,-hi-a-i, hi-a-i, hi-a-ime
What could you possibly add to this!
I’m dying to find out!