Back to the song part
We might as well, we got this far
with little to none audience tragedies

Oh yes... I was happy fer a spell
This next verse clearly demonstatizes that.
Aw, you'll get the picture....

We'd both get nekkid
And watch NASCAR
Sippin' on moonshine
Straight from the jar

You'd light a doober
I'd watch you smile
We'd both get all loopy
And talk like Gomer Pyle
(Surprise! Surprise! Surprise!.....SHA ZAYAMMM!!!!!)

I thought that'd tickle yer funny bone and other goofy spots.
Unless you weren't born yet,
and never got to see Gomer Pyle
Then, none of this will make any sense. Mostly.

While you made me pot pies
And toss me a beer
I'd get all bug eyed
Drivin' my John Deere

She read all the letters
From my nineteen sons
All they want fer Christmas
Is shiny brand new guns!!!

Chorus Part!!!

You said you'd love me
'till the end of time
You'd never hurt me
And always be mine

One day you grew tired
And started to whine
So go shove a jar of peanuts
Where the sun don't shine

I told ya The Chorus Part would be important,
Not to mention would come in handy.......
when ya need to sing a Chorus Part

Why didn't I think of this scientific so-lution....BEFORE?
Well, we're getting pret near the end of this here story
But not the end of the song.
So, ya might wanna have a hanky or two handy.
Or pop open another beer...and grit yer teeth
It dudn't matter to me, I get paid the same.
Which ain't gonna be a threat to Wall St. believe me.

So here's the climactic end of my story
The part where LIFE hangs a flying lasagna
Ya strapped in?
Parachute packed?
Nose hairs clipped?
Strike that, that's for a different song

Here we go...
The End Part

Just when I thought
Things were goin' good
Your mood got all sour
And I'd.... loose my wood

Then you'd get nasty
And pee on my truck. OH NO!
All I really wanted was to
Just go...... Ffff.....back to The Chorus

You said you'd love me
'till the end of time
You'd never hurt me
And always be mine

One day you grew tired
And started to whine
So go shove a jar of peanuts
Where the sun don't shine

[ I don't know about you...
But I just had a cathartic experience
And I don't even know what that means]

Well, any who
This here is the part of the song where y'all get to sing along
Just like the conceited vain Mega Super Stars get ya to do !!!
Only ya had to fork out a lot less moolah for the privilege
(elbow elbow nooge nooge wink wink)

I TOLD ya to study The Chorus Part, remember???
Those who did, are prolly getting' all creamy 'n fidgety in their
peninsula or gulf region I'm sure
And our friends who bailed....wellllll
They'll just have to take yer word for it

FIRST.....JUST The Ladies
Here we go...

You said you'd love me
'till the end of time
You'd never hurt me
And always be mine

One day you grew tired
And started to whine
So go shove a jar of peanuts
Where the sun don't shine

THANKYA LADIES!!! THANKYA!!!!
That was sweet...
Subconsciously hostile and demeaning...
But sweet.

I knew I shoulda stuck with Baseball.

OK GUYS...Show 'em how it's done... with feelin'
But remember, “Le Fromage eres lumpoire”
Which I think is French for,
“The couch is lumpy”
And you might be sleeptisizing there fer a few nights.

I'm just sayin'.

Ready Guys?
Here we go...

You said you'd love me
'till the end of time
You'd never hurt me
And always be mine

One day you grew tired
And started to whine
So go shove a jar of peanuts
Where the sun don't shine

I think I just started World War 3

OK. LET'S DO SOME REAL HEALIN !
ALL TOGETHER NOW!...WITH FEELIN!!!
Like ya gotta pee real real bad
READY?!?!?!

You said you'd love me
'till the end of time
You'd never hurt me
And always be mine

One day you grew tired
And started to whine
So go shove a jar of peanuts
Where the sun don't shine

ONE MORE TIME!
ONLY AS LOUD AS YA CAN SCREAM!!!!!

GIVE YERSELVES A BIG HAND OR FOOT!!!!!
OR ANY PART THAT MAKES YA FEEL, “SHA ZAYAM”!!!!!
THANKY! THANKY!!... THANKY!!!...... THANKY!!!!