PHOEBE'S SONGS - SING ALONG!
MY MOTHERS ASHES
And my mothers ashes
Even her eyelashesAre resting in a little yellow jar

SMELLY CAT
Smelly cat, smelly cat
What are they feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat
It's not your fault.
They won't take you to the vet
You're obviously not their favourite pet
You may not be a bed of roses
But you're no friend to those with noses
Smelly cat, smelly catIt's not your fault.

SNOWMAN
I made a man with eyes of coal
And a smile so bewitching
How was I supposed to know
My mom was dead in the kitchen?
La la la la la la la la la.....

LITTLE BLACK CURLY HAIR
I found you in my bed
How'd you wind up there
You are a mystery
Little black curly hair
Little black curly hair
Little black little black
Little black little black
Little black curly hair

LOVE TRIANGLE
There was a girl, we'll call her Betty,
And a guy, let's call him Neil.
Now I can't stress this point too strongly, this story isn't real.
Now our Neil must decide, who will be the girl that he casts aside?
Will Betty be the one who he loves truly?
Or will it be the one who we'll call L-Lulie?
He must decide, he must decide, even though I made him up he must decide!

GRANDMA
Now grandma's a person who everyone likes,
She bought you a train and a bright shiny bike.
But lately she hasn't been coming to dinner
And last time you saw her she looked so much thinner.
Now your mom and your dad said she moved to Peru,
But the truth is she died and someday you will too.

BLACKOUT SONG
New York City has no power,
And the milk is getting sour.
But to me this is not scary,
Cause I stay away from dairy

BISEXUALS
Sometimes men love women.
And sometimes men love men.
Then there are bisexuals,
Though some just say they're kidding themselves

SHOWER SONG
I'm in the shower and I'm writing this song
Stop me if you've heard it.
My skin is soapy and my hair is wet
And Tegrin spelled backward is Nirget.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Lather, rinse, repeat,
As needed!

FARMYARD
Oh the cow in the meadow goes moo.
Oh the cow in the meadow goes moo.
Then the farmer hits him on the head and grinds him up,
And that's how we get hamburgers.
Nowwwwwwwww Chickens!

WEDDING SONG
The first time I met Chandler,
I thought he was gay,
But here I am singing
On his wedding da-a-a-y!
MORE SONGS COMING SOON!
Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1