Big words keep on corning,
carry thee home to see my showing.
Singin' songs about the bboard land.
I miss ole 'Bulmie once again and I think it's a sin, yes.

Well I heard Ol' Schmoie Hun sing about her?
Well, I heard Mr. Keil put her down?
Well, I hope Keil & Schmoie Hun will remember,
A MSTing man would need them around anyhow! Huh?

Sweet Ol' Wynona,
Are her eyes ever so blue?
Sweet Ol' Wynona,
Lord, I'm comin' home to you

With burning ham they love the girl & ol' boo boo boo?
Now I did what I could do.
Now Watergate does not bother me?
Does this crazy stuff bother you? Tell the truth

Sweet Ol' Wynona,
Are the skies to her really so blue.
Sweet Ol' Wynona, yeah.
Lord, I'm comin' home to you.
Here I come. Wynona!

Now some MSTing Souls have been quite the Spoofers,
and they've been known to pick a song or two. (Yes they do)
Lord some tear me up so much,
Yet some pick me up when I'm feelin' blue, 'n' now how 'bout you?

Sweet Ol' Wynona,
Are her hair dyes ever in blue?
Sweet Ol' Wynona,
Lord, I'm comin' home to you!

Sweet Ol' Wynona, (oh sweet wynon!)
Are her eyes REALLY so blue? (And is the guv-nor true?)
Sweet Ol' Wynona, (oh yeah.)
Lord, I'm comin' home to you! (Oo, Oo, yeah, Yeah!)

Montgomery Burn's got the answer! Huh?