Songs where it's fun to say HOOS in place of the actual lyrics

HOOS been sleeping in my bed
HOOS been cryin' on my pillow
HOO else can it be? It has to be me
I'm the one who's keenin' instead of STEENin'
cause you're gone from me

I'm in love with a girl; HOOS doesn't know I exist

I'm doing this and I'm doing that
And I'm a-walking the floor
I drink a little of this and eat a little that
And poke my head out the door

I get thinking I'm wasting the night away
I wouldn't mind if I could get with you right away
Oh honey don't know how long it's been
But this feeling's building up inside again

I wash the dishes and I rinsed up the sink
Like a busy bee
I make up a song as I'm a-working along
No one's watching me

I wish that you were here to help me dry
When's the last time you baked me a pie
You had a way of making it come alive
It's not too late for you to take a drive

(Baah ba ba ba baah ba ba)
(Baah ba ba ba baah ba ba)

It's not too late
I'd love just once to see you
I'd love just once to see you
I'd love just once to see you
BIG HOOS aka the steendriver

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got him
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot him
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

{Chorus: Dido

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fucking idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too

{Chorus: Dido

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped ALL of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*
Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

{Chorus: Dido

[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clowning dog,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was HOOS
Damn!

Y'know man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe it or not I wanted to steendrive for the HOOS
And all those older guys they said that he was mean and cruel
But you know
I wanted to steendrive for the HOOS

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/WilliamCrump63/HotButteredHoos.jpg

Smiling faces, smiling faces streendrive
And I got HOOS

the nonsense word uttered after the title in ELO's "Don't Bring Me Down" is supposedly 'grroosss' but i like to go "don't bring me down HOOS"

^^this one, although I think somebody already said it upthread.

Don't bring me do-ow-wn, HOOOS

Oh HOOSie-Q, baby I love you, HOOSie-Q

― Myonga Vön Bontee, Tuesday, October 30, 2007 4:36 AM (3 years ago)

Take a break, steendriver 8
Trying to think of more REM songs, but how to account for Michael Stipe vowel shift?

GIMME SOME ROPE, I'M COMIN', HOOS

I've grown so HOOSed to HOOS somehow
Well I'm nobody's steendriver now
And I'm lonesome
I've got the lovesick HOOS

Mona Lisa must have had the highway HOOS
You can tell by the steen she drives

loll

HOOS that gigolo on the street
with his hands in his pockets and his crocodile steen

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS

(to the tune of pharrell in "drop it like it's hot")

Then time will tell just HOOS has fell
And HOOS been left behind
When you drive your steen and I drive mine

(sorry, really like the idea of Dylan singing about HOOS)

Lies
Books
Burn
Fire
Judge
Gold
Guns
Fire

Muscle and HOOS

What kind of HOOSery are we?
Nowadays you don't steen dick to me.

Steve Winwood:

"The finer steens keep shining through / the way my soul gets lost in HOOS"

I'm a steendriver
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop
I'm gon' HOOS harder
I'm a steendriver
I'm gonna make HOOS
I will steendrive and
Keep on steendrivin'

you know I'm not gonna HOOS you on the internet
cause my mama taught me better than that

Mama drive this steen into the ground
I can't HOOS it anymore

It's getting dark, too dark to steen
Feel like I'm knocking on HOOS's door

I'll catch a grenade for HOOS.

i'll be your private HOOSer
a HOOSer for money
any steendriver will do

Sittin' in my car outside your HOOS
Remember when we steendrove all over your blouse?

HOOS gonna ride your wild horses?
HOOS gonna drive in your blue steen?

HOOS could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your bitch steen drivin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nothin' done

so don't you cry tonight
there's a HOOS steenin' above you, baby
don't you cry tonight

I don't drive any steens
Since I don't have HOOS

Long distance information
Give me MempHOOS, Tennessee
Help me reach the party
That's been trying to drive my steen

Our HOOS
In the middle of our STEEN

― James Redd and the Blecchs, Wednesday, October 31, 2007 11:04 PM (4 years ago) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink

got this stuck in my head today

hahaha

Mama’s in the fact’ry
She ain’t got no shoes
Daddy’s in the alley
He’s lookin’ for the fuse
I drive a steen
With the tombstone HOOS

Then he started into driving a steen
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin’ on like a bird that flew
Tangled up in HOOS

You want me to beg forgiveness, tender an apology
It's not my fault and you're not driving on my steen

You're making me sorry
Sorry some HOOS

Marie Provost was a movie queen
HOOSterious angel of the driven steen

What I like about HOOS
He drives his steen at night

steen I drive
sixteen HOOSes long

To this day when I hear that song
I see you standin' there on that lawn
Discount shades, store bought tan
Flip flops and cut-off jeans

Somewhere between that setting sun
I'm on fire and born to run
You looked at me and I was done
And we're, we're just getting started

I was singin' to you, you were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang
Ooohh

Stayed there 'til they forced us out
And took the long way to your house
I can still hear the sound of you sayin' don't go

When I think about you, I think about 17
I think about my old jeep
I think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like the soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Hoosteen

I bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But if I whispered your name
I bet there'd still be a spark

Back when I was gasoline
And this old tattoo had brand new ink
And we didn't care what your mom would think
About your name on my arm

Baby is it spring or is it summer
The guitar sound or the beat of that drummer
You hear sometimes late at night
On your radio

Even though you're a million miles away
When you hear Born in the USA
You relive those glory days
So long ago

When you think about me, do you think about 17
Do you think about my old jeep
Think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Hoosteen
Hoosteen

Woah-oh-oh-oh

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Hoosteen
Hoosteen
Woah Hoosteen

Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm not crazy
Insti-HOOS-ionalized
You're the one that's crazy
Insti-HOOS-ionalized
Steen driving me crazy
Insti-HOOS-ionalized

How many hoos can I fit in my steendriver?
My steendriver
My steendriver
How many hoos can I fit in my steendriver?

How many HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS

Long Tall Sally
She's built for steen
She's got everything
Uncle John need
Oh baby,
Yeah now baby
HOO-OO-OS baby

Me and my HOOS
And my HOOS steen drivin'
James Redd and the Blecchs
With some dude right beside him

:o

haa

They call me Hoos Steendriver
And once upon a pair of wheels
Hit the road and I`m gone ah
What`s my Hoosteen
I wonder how your hoosteen feels.
Ba ba ba ba
Hoos down the road
What`s my hoosteen
I wonder how your hoosteen feels.

hahaha

Baby,
Give it up
Or turn it HOOS