Working In The Lab, Late One Night

Actual IM conversation:

(15:43:00) H: bobby boris pickett is dead

(15:43:18) Geoff: no

(15:43:23) Geoff: that’s devastating

(15:43:42) Geoff: how old

(15:43:47) Geoff: or maybe I shouldn’t ask

(15:44:27) H: I don’t know

(15:44:45) Geoff: 69

(15:44:48) Geoff: just looked

(15:45:01) H: oy

For the uninitiated, Bobby memorialized these words:

I was working in the lab late one night

When my eyes beheld an eerie sight

For my monster from his slab began to rise

And suddenly to my surprise

He did the mash

He did the monster mash

The monster mash

It was a graveyard smash

He did the mash

It caught on in a flash

He did the mash

He did the monster mash

They just don’t write them like that anymore.

One thought on “Working In The Lab, Late One Night”

  1. Oh no, we have ‘great’ lyrics like this…

    This is why I’m Hot [2x]

    This is why [2x] Uh

    This is why I’m Hot (Uh)

    This is why I’m Hot [2x] Whoo

    This is why [2x]

    This is why I’m Hot

    I’m hot cause I’m fly (fly)

    You ain’t cause you’re not (Mims)

    This is why [2x]

    This is why I’m hot [2x]

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