Replace a word in a song with the word "vicar"

[Enrico]

Eg

You were working as a vicar in a cocktail bar
Last night a vicar saved my life with a song
Vicar vicar vicar vicar Der Der Der Der Der derrrr

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Vicarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Vicarena
Hey Vicarena

In the morning early
I go down to the sea
And I see the vicar on the shore

Disperse the gloomy vicars of night

My lovely vicar
Running through the field
Where are you going
With your fetlocks blowing
In the wind?

Midnight
Not a sound from the vicar
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone

And bill holdings advertise products that nobody needs
While vicar from Manchester writes to complain about
All the repeats on T.V.

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your vicar away

Vicars waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, vicars
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights, vicars

Vicars in white satin,
Never reaching the end
Letters I’ve written,
Never meaning to send...

To the left
Take it back now, y'all
One hop this time
Right vicar, let's stomp

I am a vicar in love
And I do anything
To get you into my world
And hold you within
It's a right I defend
Over and over again
What do I do?

Ahhhhhhhhhhh !
Jungle Vicar
Jungle vicar
Get It On
Jungle vicar
Jungle vicar
Get It On
Jungle vicar
Jungle vicar
Jungle vicar
Get Down With The vicar
Jungle vicar
(Come & Shake It Around)

Oh, yes, it's Vicars'' Night
And the feeling's right
Oh, yes, it's Vicars'Night
Oh, what a night (huh)
Girls, y'all got the one
A vicar that's special everywhere
From New York to Hollywood
It's Vicars' Night and, girl, the feeling's good

Vicar don't preach, I'm in trouble deep

It's quarter to three
There's no-one in the place, except you and me.
So listen up Joe,
I got a little story you ought to know.
We're drinking, my friend
To the end
Of a brief episode.
Make it one for the vicar
And one more for the road.

Whispering our goodbyes, waiting for a train
I was dancing with my vicar in the summer rain
I can hear him saying "nothing will change"
Come dance with me vicar, in the summer rain

I know we've got to get away
Someplace where no one knows our vicar
We'll find the start of something new

I've been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his vicar

My vicar brings all the boys to the yard

Cleric on the mountain top
Burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love
And vicar was her name

She's got it
Yeah baby she's got it
I'm your vicar, I'm your fire
Brimstone desire
Yeah I'm your vicar, I'm your fire
Brimstone desire...

Hahaha you are all so funny.

I think Ken Bruce has been reading it well - he played a track today and said that one of the words in it wasn't 'vicar'.

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his vicar
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go

And I need you more than want you,
And I want you for all vicar.

How to fuck up the best lyrics ever

In the clearing stands a vicar
And a vicar by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him 'til he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the vicar still remains.

He was a famous trumpet vicar from out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top vicar at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle vicar of Company B