Billie Jean (Medieval / Bardcore Parody Cover) Origianally by Michael Jackson
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Ye Olde Lyrics
In the guise of a beauty queen from a spectacle on parchment, she appeared,
I queried, be not confused, but what art thou implying, I am he,
Who shall cavort upon the circular stage?
She professed I am he, who will caper on the circular stage.
She imparted her name as Billie Jean, as she begot a spectacle,
Then every visage rotated with orbs that yearned to be the one,
Who will caper on the circular stage.
Folk hath oft warned me, be vigilant of thine actions,
And do not traverse, shattering young maidens' hearts.
And mine own mother hath counselled me, be wary of whom thou adorest,
And be vigilant of thine deeds, for falsehoods oft morph into verity.
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
She's merely a maiden who insists that I am he,
But the child bears not my lineage,
She insists I am he, but the offspring is not my progeny.
For forty days and forty nights,
The law was her ally,
But who can endure when she's sought after,
Her stratagems and designs,
For we danced on the circular stage.
So heed mine own earnest counsel, always contemplate twice,
(Do contemplate twice, do contemplate twice)
She informed my offspring we'd pranced 'til third bell, then cast her gaze upon me,
Then exhibited an image, my babe wept, his orbs echoed mine own (Ah, nay!)
For we danced on the circular stage, dear child.
Folk hath oft cautioned me, be careful of thine deeds,
And do not wander, shattering young maidens' hearts.
She approached and lingered close to me,
Just the scent of sweet fragrance,
This transpired much too swiftly,
She summoned me to her chamber,
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
She's merely a maiden who professes that I am he,
But the offspring is not my progeny.
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
She's merely a maiden who insists that I am he,
But the child is not my lineage.
She insists I am he, but the offspring is not my progeny.
She insists I am he, but the offspring is not my progeny.
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
She's merely a maiden who professes that I am he,
But the child is not my lineage.
She insists I am he, but the offspring is not my progeny.
She insists I am he,
Thou art aware of thine actions, (she professes he is my progeny) breaking my heart, dame,
She insists I am he,
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved (deny Billie Jean),
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved,
Billie Jean is not mine own beloved.
He doth not sired the child. 🎵😁
Thy child is not thy descendent
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She had the look of a fairy queen from a tapestry,
She spoke me fair, but what didst she mean, I be the one,
Who would dance, in the court, 'pon the green?
She said "Thou art the one
Who shall dance, in the court, 'pon the green."
She said that her name was Seraphine, and she moved serene,
And every maiden did seek me to be their one,
who would dance, in the court, 'pon the green.
The good king's court did tell me, "Have care for what thou doest,
Forbear from breaking maiden's hearts."
And Mother, she did tell me, "Have mind for who thou lov'st,
And guard thy every move,
Lest thine falsehood turns to truth."
Hello hello Finnover9781, thanks for the support and the love!!!
I will tell you a story that happened back in the late 1280s. A young man was having a nice time a party until a young lady came by and tells him that he is the one. However, he refuses to believe it.
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Billy Jean is not my maiden
Thine’s just a peasant who claims that I am the one
But, the kid is my wife’s son
He is my true heir.
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Nice👍
Thank you! Cheers!
For fourscore days, and as many nights,
The court took her side,
But who dare stand 'gainst her demands,
Her vile plans?
For we danced, in the court, 'pon the green.
So I grant thee advice, when thou lovest, thou must needs think twice.
(Aye, think twice, aye, think twice!)
She told my lady between us three, "This man's bound to me",
Then showed a child, which made her cry, his eyes were like mine,
For we danced, in the court, 'pon the green.
My kinsmen always told me, "Have a care for what ye do,
Forswear that ye should e'er break hearts!"
But the maiden, she enthralled me,
With a pantherish perfume.
In her arms, I met my doom,
She bore me off into her room.
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Seraphine be not my lover,
Nought but a maid,
Who swears that I be the one.
But her child is not my son!
Thank you sire!
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Thanks so much for the love guavadilla! Great nickname!
Billie Jean tis not thy fair maiden
Tis just a wench!
Билли Джин, насрал в кувшин! Ау! Ау!
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