Peter's a tea-bagger in the market place.
Megan is a pundit for the Man.
Peter says to Megan, girl I like your face
And Megan says this as she takes him by the hand.
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da lies go on bra
Lala how the lies go on
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da lies go on bra
Lala how the lies go on.
Peter takes a subway to the jewellers' stores,
Buys a half a carat golden ring.
Takes it back to Megan waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to sing
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da lies go on bra
Lala how the lies go on
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da lies go on bra
Lala how the lies go on
In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Peter and Megan's home.
Happy ever after in the market place
Peter's contacts give the kids a job.
Megan blogs for Pharma, panders to the base,
And in the evening she still plays Wii with the gang.
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da lies go on bra
Lala how the lies go on
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da lies go on bra
Lala how the lies go on.
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Lovely, luv. But if I may...
In a couple of years
They have built a family.
With a couple of kids
Running in the yard,
While keeping the market free.
Happy ever after in the Village place
Peter's contacts help him tit-for-tat
Megan blogs for Pharma,
Panders to the base,
And in the evening
On her iPhone
Talks to Matt.
(chorus)
Ha! Great stuff!
Brilliant!!
My hat's off to both of you. Someone call Weird Al.
On second thought, this might sound better sung by Ray Stevens. Or perhaps we could come up with alternative lyrics to "Would Jesus Wear a Rolex".
Thanks, V, and Happy Birthday!
Bulbul, thanks. And Ray Stevens--wow, I haven't heard anyone mention him in ages. The Streak!
Thanks! I will on Monday, but I love extended birthday greetings, so this works perfectly.
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da ::sings along::
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