"Oh, my favorite song" she said.
And it was Joni singing "Help me I think I'm falling".
It can be the ironic use of pop lyrics, like The Brunettes quoting the Spice Girls in "Leonard Says":
Please don't scare me like that ever again.
I won't be an audience for your self-aggression.
And if you wanna be my lover,
You've gotta get with my friends.
It can be a slight variation on the original, like The Silent League borrowing a melody from George Michael in "The Catbird Seat":
You're never gonna wanna dance again.
It can be hero-worship that crosses over into spooky "SWF" territory, as when Ian McNabb of The Icicle Works tries to become Neil Young in "A Factory In The Desert":
Dream up, dream up,
Let me fill your cup.
If you count psalms as songs, there's U2 in (Psalm) "40":
I waited patiently for the Lord.
He inclined and heard my cry.
He brought me up out of the pit,
Out of the miry clay.
And finally, there's the full-blown appropriation of someone else's lyrics, put to a different tune, like Spiritualized using JJ Cale's words in "Run":
They call me the breeze.
I keep rollin’ down the road.
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