My Old Fines
Written by Info-Man
To the tune of Auld Lang Syne
I think that I should get a break,
I thought this was on time
I thought this was on time
Please don’t charge me for my mistake
don’t add to my old fines!
don’t add to my old fines!
CHORUS:
For my old fines, you see,
for my old fines,
I’ll take a waiver form, with me,
for my old fines.
For my old fines, you see,
for my old fines,
I’ll take a waiver form, with me,
for my old fines.
I swear these bed bugs can not be
They’re someone’s fault, not mine
For those blood stains, please don’t blame me,
don’t add to my old fines!
For those blood stains, please don’t blame me,
don’t add to my old fines!
CHORUS
My puppy sure is cute, you see
He thinks books taste divine
On those he doesn’t chew, he’ll pee,
don’t add to my old fines!
He thinks books taste divine
On those he doesn’t chew, he’ll pee,
don’t add to my old fines!
CHORUS
These purple stains in chapter three
Well, yes, I had some wine
I didn’t spill, so hear my plea,
don’t add to my old fines!
Well, yes, I had some wine
I didn’t spill, so hear my plea,
don’t add to my old fines!
CHORUS
My son plays games, he loves his Wii
Still, sixty nine nine nine
seems awful high for one lost disc,
don’t add to my old fines!
Still, sixty nine nine nine
seems awful high for one lost disc,
don’t add to my old fines!
CHORUS
Original Lyrics - Auld Lang Syne
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely you’ll buy your pint cup!
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.
CHORUS
And there’s a hand my trusty friend!
And give me a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.
And give me a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.
CHORUS
Based on a 1788 Scots poem by Robert Burns
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