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Writers screamin'Phones ringin'Secretary's sayin' that the mailman's bringin' meA stack of see's And assists.Man I'm gettin' sick and tired of this.Cause all I did was take a hit song.Swear I didn't know itWhen I re wrote itThat I was doin' any thing wrong.Well, if Phil Vassar's Mad at meWell, it's just another day in parodies.There's no song that's safe from me.Well, make sure.We'll see.But I don't get any loyaltyStill I ask my labelPretty please,Ooh, for just another day in parodies.I'm a big starNew carsNever thought I'd take a joke this far after CMA'sI sat besideLetras de cancionesGarth Brooks and his ex-wife.But latelyIt seems likeI catch hell for every song I writeFunny videosI've done a fewMakin' people laugh's all I want to do.But last night I had a bad dream.CMT banned meGAC canned meThey won't play no more comedy.Well, lawsuitsLegal E's,It's just another day in parodies.Well, there's nothin elseI can really sing.I'll take one of Faith's,Two of Tim's.I've always had great love for them.That's my very ownRecipeOoh, for just another day in parodies.Well if Shania Twain'sMad at meIt's just another day in parodies.But deep downShe wants to be Cledus T.Cha-chingCha-ching.I wish the cash register would ring.Oh, I bet that AlWould agreeOoh, It's just another day in parodies.Just another day in parodies.("Oh, no. I'm not mad at you Cledus. You look nice. Nice hair, I like that. Ha,ha,ha") From Letras Mania