Veggietales: I love my lips!

Narrator:
"One day while talking with Dr. Archibald, Larry confronts one of his deepest fears ..."

Larry:
"If my lips ever left my mouth,
packed a bag and headed south,
that'd be too bad,
I'd be so sad."

Archibald:
"I see.
That'd be too bad,
you'd be so sad?"

Larry:
"That'd be too bad.

If my lips said "adios,
I don't like you
I think you're gross,"
that'd be too bad,
I might get mad."

Archibald:
"That'd be too bad,
you might get mad?"

Larry:
"That'd be too bad.
If my lips moved to Duluth,
left a mess and took my tooth,
that'd be too bad,
I'd call my Dad."

Archibald:
"That'd be too bad,
you'd call your Dad?"

Larry:
"That'd be too bad."

Archibald:
"Hold it. Did you say your father? Fascinating! So what you're saying is that if your lips left you ..."

Larry:
"That'd be too bad,
I'd be so sad,
I might get mad,
I'd call my Dad.
That be too bad."

Archibald:
"That'd be to bad?"

Larry:
"That'd be too bad."

Archibald:
"Why?"

Larry:
"Because I love my lips." [Scatting]

Archibald:
"Oh my ... This is more serious than I thought. Larry, tell me, what do you see here?"

Larry:
"Um, that looks like a lip."

Archibald:
"And this?"

Larry:
"It's a lip!"

Archibald:
"And this?"

Larry:
"It's a lip, it's a lip,
it's a lip lip lip!
It's a lip, it's a lip,
it's a lip lip lip!
It's a lip, it's a lip,
it's a lip lip lip.
Liiiiiiiiiiiips. Lip lip lip."

Archibald:
"Larry, tell me about your childhood."

Larry:
"When I was just two years old
I left my lips out in the cold
and they turned blue.
What could I do?"

Archibald:
"They turned blue,
what could you do?"

Larry:
"Oh they turned blue.
On the day I got my tooth
I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth.
She had a beard ...
and it felt weird."

Archibald:
"My, my.
She had a beard
and it felt weird?"

Larry:
"She had a beard.
Ten days after I turned eight,
got my lips stuck in a gate.
My friends all laughed.
And I just stood there until the fire department came and broke the lock with a crow bar and I had to spend the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar who got stung by a bee - right on the lip - and we couldn't even talk to each other until the fifth week because both our lips were so swollen, and when he did start speaking he just spoke Polish and I only knew like three words in Polish except now I know four because Oscar taught me the word for lip: Usta!"

Archibald:
"Your friends all laughed ... Usta? How do you spell that?"

Larry:
"I don't know."

Archibald:
"So what you're saying is that when you were young ..."

Larry:
"They turned blue,
what could I do?
She had a beard
and it felt weird.
My friends all laughed ...
Usta!"

Archibald:
"I'm confused ..."

Larry:
"I love my lips!" [Scatting]

Narrator:
"This has been Silly Songs with Larry. Tune in next time to hear Larry say ..."

Larry:
"Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose?"

Archibald:
"Oh, look at the time!"

*laughs*

I'd forgotten alllllll about Veggietales.. they're another (rather unfortunate) addiction I developed while living with Mandi and the Evil Tara. They annoy most people -- if you can tolerate them, you can prolly tolerate me at my most annoying and hyper. Or close to it, at least. :)

Besides, they're fun.

And lips are damn fine things! *winks*

Pink Floyd: Hey You

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

Pink: Don't let me get to me

Never win first place, I don't support the team
I can't take direction, and my socks are never clean
Teachers dated me, my parents hated me
I was always in a fight cuz I can't do nothin' right

Everyday I fight a war against the mirror
I can't take the person starin' back at me
I'm a hazard to myself

Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

I wanna be somebody else, yeah

LA told me, "You'll be a pop star,
All you have to change is everything you are."
Tired of being compared to damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty, that just ain't me

Doctor, doctor won't you please
prescribe me somethin'
A day in the life of someone else?
Cuz I'm a hazard to myself

Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

Doctor, doctor won't you please
prescribe me somethin'
A day in the life of someone else?
Don't let me get me

Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else