Let’s Walk

A song parody of TiK ToK by Ke$ha

Ellie Scott
Nov 23 · 3 min read
Photo by Tucker Good on Unsplash

Wake up in the morning feeling like I’m dizzy
Grab my dog I’m out the door ‘cos she needs to get busy
Before I leave, grab my coat and a big woolly hat
‘Cos when I peer out the door I know I’ll freeze in that

I’m talking icicles from my nose, nose
Wearing five layers of clothes, clothes
Cheeks got a bright red glow, glow

Skip-hopping while dog tugs on her lead, lead
Rollin’ up at the park scene
Tryin’ to get a little bit cosy

Can’t stop, gotta walk, I ain’t got the time to talk
Is this right? Looks like night, ‘cos there ain’t no sunlight
Tick-tock, let’s get back, ‘cos I want some coffee, black, now
Oh, woah-oh, oh, woah-oh

Can’t stop, gotta walk, I ain’t got the time to talk
Is this right? Looks like night, ‘cos there ain’t no sunlight
Tick-tock, let’s get back, ‘cos I want some coffee, black, now
Oh, woah-oh, oh, woah-oh

Dog’s got no care in the world, squatting ready to go,
Ain’t got no poop bags in my pocket and I’m like, “Oh, no!”
And now the dudes are lining up with their spare baggies
And I accept them with a smile and clear the pile while gagging

I’m talkin’ bout choking on massive stink, stink
Eyes tearing as I blink, blink
Dog throwing a sarcastic wink, wink

Now, now dog’s running after a bird, bird
And she won’t hear a single word, word
She won’t hear a single word, word
Won’t hear a single…

Please stop, let’s just walk, I ain’t got the time to squawk
No flights out of sight ‘cos my schedule is tight
Tick-tock, check the clock, ‘cos I gotta start working, now
Oh, woah-oh, oh, woah-oh

Please stop, let’s just walk, I ain’t got the time to squawk
No flights out of sight ‘cos my schedule is tight
Tick-tock, check the clock, ‘cos I gotta start working, now
Oh, woah-oh, oh, woah-oh

(Dumb dog) You wake me up, you drag me out
My head it pounds, dog you tire me
With my hands up, I call you back
We’re off home now, get back on lead

You wake me up, you drag me out
My head it pounds, dog you tire me
With my hands up, I call you back
I call you back

Now my fingers won’t thaw ’til I get in

Can’t stop, gotta walk, I ain’t got the time to talk
Is this right? Looks like night, ‘cos there ain’t no sunlight
Tick-tock, let’s get back, ‘cos I want some coffee, black, now
Oh, woah-oh, oh, woah-oh

Please stop, let’s just walk, I ain’t got the time to squawk
No flights out of sight ‘cos my schedule is tight
Tick-tock, check the clock, ‘cos I gotta start working, now
Oh, woah-oh, oh, woah-oh


Song Done Wrong

Celebrating music through fiction and song parody. With an emphasis on hilarity.

Ellie Scott

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British writer. Fiction and frolics. Trying to be funny. https://www.elliescott.co.uk/

Song Done Wrong

Celebrating music through fiction and song parody. With an emphasis on hilarity.

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