Try MacArthur Park. The lyrics are so bad you don't need to parody them. The first verse and the chorus set the tone:

Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants

MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!

It doesn't get much worse than that!


>Last week we were talking about male love songs (the good ones versus the cheese, sappy, corny ones)
>
>Ever since I mentioned Styx' "Babe", I've been sick to my stomach the entire week - and I don't think it was the flu.
>
>(By the way, for anyone who has ever played the piano - a five year old can play most of Dennis DeYoung's keyboard pieces...now, Rick Wakeman or Keith Emerson,that's a different story)
>
>There's only one way to exorcise my demons, and that's to give this .
>OK, here we go...the remastered, rewritten, re-everything version of the 1979 classic, "Babe"
>
>Babe, you're boozin'
>you must be getting high
>I've had enough of you
>
>My mistress is calling
>she's half the pain you are
>she's blond and twenty-two
>
>And I'll be happy without you
>and my lawyer will cut your lawyer in two
>so best believe me
>my wallet's no longer yours
>and I'm finally rid of you
>
>You know, it's YOOOUUUU BABE
>whenever I get weary and I know we're sunk
>cause you're always' drunk
>You know, it's YOOOUUU, BABE
>giving me the reason and the right to bolt
>god, you're such a dolt
>And it's true,
>Babe, I'm leavin' you
>
>Babe, I'm boltin'
>I'll scream it once again
>and I won't have to force a smile
>I remember the feelin'
>when I finally left your side
>god, I ran a hundred miles
>
>And I'll be happy without you
>and my lawyer will cut your lawyer in two
>so best believe me
>my wallet's no longer yours
>and I'm finally rid of you
>
>Babe, I loathe you
>Babe, I loathe you
>Oooohhhhh......Babe
>
>Join me next time, when I torch the Aerosmith classic, "Don't want to close my eyes"
>
>:) :) :) :) :)