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Winnigan's Fake


Sung to the tune of Finnigan's Wake

    (Ok, this one comes from a pun I made a long time ago...

      I once knew a guy named Mike Winnigan. He was part of an experimental cloning program, that had alot of issues. In fact, his clone was very shoddy looking, it looked like a bad copy of him. In pity he took it home with him. His wife took a real shine to his clone. When Mike came home the next day from work, he found his clone in bed with his wife. "Honey, what are you doing ?" Mike asked...shocked.

      His wife replied.

      "I'm having lots of fun with Winnigan's Fake."


    Well, this begged to be made into a song...It's taken me over a year to finally finish it...and I'm still not 100% happy with it...but I'll post what I got now.)


Mike Winnegan lived on Walkin' Street
A scientist, nerdy, might odd;
He had test tubes both glass and plastic
And to rise in the world he made a clone.

Now Mike had a sort of a plan one day
With a love for mirrors ol Mike was born.
And to help him on with his work each day
He went and procured himself a clone
Chorus:
    Whack fol the type O, splice to your sample
    Centerfuge, your gamens shake;
    Wasn't it the truth I told you
    Lots of fun with Winnegan's Fake.
One mornin' Mike was feelin' sad.
His clone was grody, which made grey
He pulled him from the vat and cleaned him up.
and he brought him home, his clone to stay
they rolled on up to his nice clean house
and brought him up to the door
Mike's dear wife did meet them there
and she said 'who's that there here.'

Chorus:

The next day Mike went to work
And Mrs Winnegan crawled on up
First she gave massage and smooch
then whips, toys and porno tapes.
Mike's clone began to yell
"What is that right there, with batteries C"
"Ah ma'am, Ye Gods! Oh me oh my !"
"Oh shut your mouth." she said with glee

Chorus:

Then Mr Winnegan came from the job
"Honey," says he, "I'm home, you here ?"
Ceiling he gave a puzzled look
at all the squeaking from the roof.
And the the stairs he did climb
Twas gasping to gasping and groan to groan
Carnal acts was all engaged.
and at the door a ruckus soon began.

Chorus:

Then Michael the clueless peeked around
when a pair of panties flew at him,
he gasped, and falling on the floor
the couple screwing on the bed.
the wife calls out "Oh my. my husband"
The Clone boffing on ahead...
She says "How can I be cheating on your dear
As I breathe, your in my bed..."

Whack for the spank O, share with your partner
Menage a tros, your neighbors talk
Wasn't it the truth she told you
(half time)
She's having lots of fun...
(normal)
Lots of fun with Winnegan's Fake.