1:33:01
We loved being child stars
1:33:04
On your television
1:33:07
But please stop giving us crap
1:33:09
Or we'll have
a head-on collision
1:33:14
Thank you for letting me
in your living rooms
1:33:20
To entertain you before bed
1:33:26
But if one more person
calls me Marcia
1:33:30
I'll bust his fucking head
1:33:33
She's very grateful,
just like she said
1:33:39
But please don't call her Marcia
1:33:42
Or she'll bust
your freaking head
1:33:44
Yeah, I'd rather be called
Marcia then Screech.
1:33:47
So I'm sitting alone
in Arby's
1:33:53
I get questions
that make me see red
1:33:58
Hey, Eddie?
1:33:59
Where's Herman Munster?
1:34:01
Well, pal, for ten years,
he's been dead
1:34:05
They ask, "Hey, Lucy,
where's J.R.?"
1:34:07
Come on, y'all, be realistic.
1:34:09
One more "Hey, Joanie,
where's Chachi,"
1:34:11
and I'll go ballistic.
1:34:12
Our costars
are not on our speed dial
1:34:15
So please don't ask
1:34:17
Or we'll take that phone
and shove it
1:34:20
Right up your dumb fat ass
1:34:24
No, we don't ride
in fancy limos
1:34:27
Private jets,
they're not for us
1:34:30
So you may see us driving Neons
1:34:33
Or riding the Greyhound bus
1:34:36
Yeah, we live
just like all of you
1:34:39
So don't call us losers
1:34:42
Or we'll punch you
with so many rights
1:34:44
You'll be begging for lefts
1:34:46
And beggars
can't be choosers