Please to be enjoying an original song, written by Captain Carl...
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful dip
In ol' G.W.'s enonomy
and now we're in the shit.
Yvonne was a mighty clever gal,
The Capt'n he did stew,
We'll rent some rooms and make some cash
to help us make it through.
help us make it through.
The roomates started moving in,
The groovy house was tossed.
If not for the patience of the fearless two,
The dream house would be lost.
The dream house would be lost.
Our house's alive with the sound of these
retarded ding-a-lings
With Miss Yvonne, the Captain too,
Eco-Nazi and Bambiiiiii.
With Kool-aid girl ( and the rest )
The teen-aged son, and cats Max and Boo.
( All ) Here in cramped up style!
Word.
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Now if only I could experience that masterpiece as crooned by the smooth vocal stylings of Capt. Carl himself.
Niiice Capt. Carl. Betsey: and guitar accompaniment by the Kiddo.
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