Is this the real song?
No, it's a parody
Caught on the broadside
And where can one see this travesty?
See Amiright
Created by Chucky G
Words are just mere toys (mere toys), backing for symphonies
And some are easy, yes, easy no
Quality high, or they're low
Anyway the song goes, doesn't really terrorize me
(Let's see...)

Oh no, it's on again
Another 'Boho Rhap' retread
Do you wish that you were dead?
Ha, ha--yes, it's been well done
But don't you think it should be locked away?
Babaaaa---loooooo!
Like Desi Arnaz I will cry
If I see this song again on tap tomorrow
Am I right? Am I wrong?
And gee, does it really matter?

Oh well, my turn is up
To change Boho Rhap's lines
Making wacky words and rhymes
Oh boy, Crazy Freddie, we've got to know
You had this movie in your mind, was it a goof?
Ha ha! ooohhh (That's the way this song goes)
Why'd you have to die
Before you could just explain this song to all?

Now we come to the operatic part
In this spoof, in this spoof, I will make a word gumbo
Might confuse the reader, but makes it much simpler --WHEE!
Scottie Baio! Hold the mayo!
Singing Day-O! Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o! Me-oh my-oooo!
Stole from "Jambalaya", Hank Williams haunts me
He stole the lyric, so very purposely
Scar him for life for his audacity!

We'll just let that one go
What words next on show-ow?
Meshuggah! Bro, use Yiddish on the go (yeah, we know!)
Magilla! Gorilla, time to go (to Congo!)
Manila! Or maybe Idaho (Potatos!)
Or to Chicago (Hi-de-ho!)
Flares my lumbago (Amigo!)
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
Pizzeria, Carmen Ghia, Pennsylvania, do-si-do
I made it through, that section was not so hard for me
Whoopie, whoopieeee!!

So you think you can finish this pie in the sky?
So you think with these non-sequiturs you'll get by!?
Oh Aggy! How can you do this, Aggy?
You just pooted this out, just pooted this right out your rear!

boo-ya! boo-ya!

Now the song's been shattered
You can plainly see
You can blame the whole thing...
You can blame the whole thing on me

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