17 November
Friday

Katherine McPhee Song Writing Challenge!

MCPHEE.JPGWhile most of America camps out for various gaming devices, we’ve been camping out for something else entirely: Katherine McPhee’s new album, entitled TBD. While the songs and their titles have been kept under heavy lock and key, someone at a McPhee message board revealed the lyrics to three of her new songs, “Over It”, “Each Other” and “Open Toes.” The first two songs sound like they were churned out from a mongoloidy-song-o-matic (everyone knows Mongolians are horrible song-writers), but “Open Toes” in particular, an ode to her McPheet, deserves a special read through. Here’s a sampling:

The pedicure, white tip french/ Those legs don’t make no sense
I’m not rich but I bought a diamond anklet/ Keep it on, it goes with my outfit
Hey, let’s go/ If they’re not too high, too low
I’ll take them home/ In purple, red, or gold
Cause I know, them boys/ They like those open toes

“Open Toes” might seriously be one of the worst songs ever written… Notice we say might. Because we want to challenge you, America, to write a worse song than “Open Toes”. We don’t think it’s possible to write worse lyrics, but you can prove it possible. So choose an inanimate object, pluck some magnetic poetry pieces out of a velveteen sack, and leave your “We Dare You To Write A Worse Song!” entry in the comments section. If you need inspiration, the lyrics can be found after the jump. And it is a MUST READ.

I’ve been needing a girls night out
I got nothin’ but hand-me-downs
I need a quick fix to make these clothes hotter
No matter what it is, a girl’s gotta
The pedicure, white tip french
Those legs don’t make no sense
I’m not rich but I bought a diamond anklet
Keep it on, it goes with my outfit

Hey, let’s go
If they’re not too high, too low
I’ll take them home
In purple, red, or gold
Cause I know, them boys
They like those open toes

Jeans all black,
Hair slicked back,
Baseball cap
Still cute in my open toes
Mini skirt, feet don’t hurt
Just a flirt
Too cute in my open toes
Work or play, night or day
Do my thing
Too cute in my open toes

Never too many open toes
A girl needs plenty open toes
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh

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