Mambo CSI, a csi fanfic

Mambo C.S.I.

One, two, three, four, five
Just solved a rape in the suburbs, Greg, come on, let's ride
We have another murder on the strip
Have to examine the scene
Doesn't matter that you really don't wanna

Just relax, once I was new too
Although I have to say, I feel sorry for you
It's going to take hours and hours of mental preparation
To get ready for this gory presentation
Bullets to the chest, some blunt force trauma
A lot of bruises, man, this guy was tortured
Let's send him to the autopsy room
And then go talk with the crew

A little bit of computer technology
A little bit of entomology
A little bit of finding the suspects
A little bit of DNA to collect
A little bit of fingerprinting dust
A little bit of thinking is a must
A little bit of frustrated, tired sighs
A little bit of teamwork and you have C.S.I.s

Look up and down, make sure to look around
Don't forget to get down
To find evidence on the ground
There's a table to your left and a door to your right
If my guess is correct the shooter was outside
The bullets were away from the door and not far inside
Good job, Greg, you're doing it right

I do all to
Become a great C.S.I. just like you
They can't run and they can't hide
As long as there is C.S.I.

This is a parody of "Mambo # 5" by Lou Bega. I don't own the song or tune, just this parody.

I had a lot of fun writing this. I welcome comments and constructive criticism. Actually, I welcome flames, as well. It's fun to see how annoyingly cruel people can be. It's also fun to laugh at them.

Also, keep in mind that I only had the midi version of the song as a reference to the tune. Because of this, the speaking parts have been omitted, as well as some other things I've probably forgotten about )

-Ankkha.