Disclaimer: I am not Barry Manilow (NEWS FLASH). I do not own Barry Manilow
(NEWS FLASH). I don't own CopaCabana either. Barry Manilow or his record
company does (NEWS FLASH). This will probably not be the last song I write
to this tune, so keep this in mind.
A/N: This song has absolutely nothing to do with marching band. I have no idea why I put it here, other than the fact that I thought all y'all bandoes would enjoy it. It is a song that is about mois and FanFiction and this song. If you don't know the tune to CopaCabana, go download it, and while you're at it, download, Star Wars Cantina. It's a Weird Al spoof of Copacabana, and not dirty (oh darn it!). To prove how brilliant I am, I thought I would let you know I wrote this in fifteen minutes after playing freecell and chatting on AIM at 8:00 at night (although it would be more impressive if I said in the morning, despite the fact no one is online to chat with at 8:00 IN THE FRICKIN' MORNING!) But I know you are all more interested in my song that under what conditions I wrote it. So, on with the song!
Ode to FanFiction
To the tune of "CopaCabana"
by Barry Manilow
Her name was A-my,
She was a ban-do,
In school she played the saxophone,
Keyboard and flute she played at home,
She was so bo-ored,
She wrote some stor-ies,
She wanted to post them online,
She thought that they were mighty fine,
She thought:
"F-F-N holds the key,"
She registered as JazzJunkie,
As she uploaded, she thought,
"This is so cool, and it's FREE!"
At FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
They publish the best stories ye-et
Here at FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
No lists or MSTs,
Only real stories, please,
At FanFiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiictioooooooooooooooon,
Now back to Amy,
The brilliant author,
She wrote some fics about her band,
They were famous throughout the land,
But it got o-old
Amy got bo-ored,
She needed something fresh,
And as she listened to John Tesh,
It didn't take her long,
To find out what was wrong,
"This prose is so monotonous,
I'll spice it up with a song!"
At FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
They publish the best stories ye-et
Here at FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
No lists or MSTs,
Only real stories, please,
At FanFiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiictioooooooooooooooon,
I'm sorry it's taking me so long with the next chapter of my other fic, but m family is moving right now, and we're gonna be gone for awhile, and I haven't had very many chances to work on it. If you haven't read my other fic, then go and read it! That's all for now, don't forget to click one of the buttons below. If you click the right one, you will have good luck in your love life. If you click the wrong one, you will have bad luck in your love life, and I will get in trouble for abusing the staff or something (Note to FFN: I have not abused your staff any way, shape, or form.) So click the right one, please?
A/N: This song has absolutely nothing to do with marching band. I have no idea why I put it here, other than the fact that I thought all y'all bandoes would enjoy it. It is a song that is about mois and FanFiction and this song. If you don't know the tune to CopaCabana, go download it, and while you're at it, download, Star Wars Cantina. It's a Weird Al spoof of Copacabana, and not dirty (oh darn it!). To prove how brilliant I am, I thought I would let you know I wrote this in fifteen minutes after playing freecell and chatting on AIM at 8:00 at night (although it would be more impressive if I said in the morning, despite the fact no one is online to chat with at 8:00 IN THE FRICKIN' MORNING!) But I know you are all more interested in my song that under what conditions I wrote it. So, on with the song!
Ode to FanFiction
To the tune of "CopaCabana"
by Barry Manilow
Her name was A-my,
She was a ban-do,
In school she played the saxophone,
Keyboard and flute she played at home,
She was so bo-ored,
She wrote some stor-ies,
She wanted to post them online,
She thought that they were mighty fine,
She thought:
"F-F-N holds the key,"
She registered as JazzJunkie,
As she uploaded, she thought,
"This is so cool, and it's FREE!"
At FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
They publish the best stories ye-et
Here at FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
No lists or MSTs,
Only real stories, please,
At FanFiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiictioooooooooooooooon,
Now back to Amy,
The brilliant author,
She wrote some fics about her band,
They were famous throughout the land,
But it got o-old
Amy got bo-ored,
She needed something fresh,
And as she listened to John Tesh,
It didn't take her long,
To find out what was wrong,
"This prose is so monotonous,
I'll spice it up with a song!"
At FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
They publish the best stories ye-et
Here at FanFiction,
FanFic dot Ne-et
No lists or MSTs,
Only real stories, please,
At FanFiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiictioooooooooooooooon,
I'm sorry it's taking me so long with the next chapter of my other fic, but m family is moving right now, and we're gonna be gone for awhile, and I haven't had very many chances to work on it. If you haven't read my other fic, then go and read it! That's all for now, don't forget to click one of the buttons below. If you click the right one, you will have good luck in your love life. If you click the wrong one, you will have bad luck in your love life, and I will get in trouble for abusing the staff or something (Note to FFN: I have not abused your staff any way, shape, or form.) So click the right one, please?