I've grown accustomed to TransUnion B*

[BobWang]

Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!
I've grown accustomed to TransUnion B*.
B* almost makes the day begin.
I've grown accustomed to the tune that
B* whistles night and noon.
Her smiles, her frowns,
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now;

Like B*reathing out and B*reathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before R*;
Surely I could always be that way again-
And yet
I've grown accustomed to TransUnion B*;
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.

"R*e-Insertion."
What an infantile idea.
What a heartless,
wicked, brainless thing to do.
But she'll regret,
she'll regret it.
It's doomed before they even start the C*!

[Cappy]

This song made me cry

[BobWang]

 

[ubercat]

 

He saying, "My Fair Lady!"

 

Next week Bob's going to do a parody of I Got Plenty of Nuttin'.

[fairgame]

The new lyrics are pure genius! :-)

[HoustonLynne]

How on earth did I MISS this?!

[MistralsDaughter]

Beautiful. Just. Beautiful.

 

Let's have a moment of silence for our friends who have suffered through TU R*.

 

 

BW deserves a Tony...

as he as often walked on this street before.

... But the pavement always stayed beneath his feet before.

(sorry could not help it)

[fairgame]

I say them's that did the R*insertion is them's done us in, yes done us in I say! It was done by the heartless guttersnipes and brazen Hussey's that didn't wash their hands or face!

[MistralsDaughter]

I say them's that did the R*insertion is them's done us in, yes done us in I say! It was done by the heartless guttersnipes and brazen Hussey's that didn't wash their hands or face!

 

I'm a good girl I am and I know the likes o' you I do

[JennyAZ]

Sounds iike we are going to be singing

[Children:]

There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say "cuckoo"
[Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:]
Cuckoo, cuckoo

[Children: Marta, Gretl, Brigitta: ]
Regretfully they tell us Cuckoo, cuckoo
But firmly they compel us Cuckoo, cuckoo
To say goodbye . . .
[Marta, Gretl, Brigitta:]
Cuckoo!
[Children:]
. . . to you

[Children:]
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
[Marta:]
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

[Children:]
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
[Friedrich:]
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu

[Children:]
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
[Liesl:]
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne

[Children:]
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
[Kurt:]
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
[brigitta:]
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
[Louisa:]
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
[Gretl:]
The sun has gone to bed and so must I

[Children:]
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

[Guests:]
Goodbye!