Maxine: I don't own a thing,
and only rarely watch the show,
but I had to do this. It was also completely
accidental. (I didn't think hard on what
I would parodize.)
I did it after
I saw the episode where Larry Tudgeman was
running for class pres. It's made to the song
"Buddy Holley" by Weezer. No flames, please.
Especially for the Larry Tudgeman fans.
What's with these home-chicks dissin' Sir Tudge?
Why do they gotta front?
What did he ever do to these chicks
That made them so violent.
Ooh-ooh,
His name's Larry Tudge -
Man, and
He don't like fudge.
Ooh-ooh,
No, he don't like fudge!
Ooh-Pee-yooh
His breath smells like old salami
It's in the bag
Behind his green locker door
I don't care what they say about Tudge anyway,
I don't care 'bout that.
Don't you ever fear,
I'm always here
I know that you need help.
Their toungs are twisted
Pale is your skin
I'll be your Guardian.
Ooh-ooh,
Though ya've lost your mind.
Ooh-ooh,
Yeah ya lost ya mind!
ooh-ooh,
Larry's Lost his mind!
Ooh-Pee-yooh
His breath smells like old salami
it's in the bag
behind his green locker door
I don't care what they say about Tudge anyway,
I don't care 'bout that.
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care 'bout that!
and only rarely watch the show,
but I had to do this. It was also completely
accidental. (I didn't think hard on what
I would parodize.)
I did it after
I saw the episode where Larry Tudgeman was
running for class pres. It's made to the song
"Buddy Holley" by Weezer. No flames, please.
Especially for the Larry Tudgeman fans.
What's with these home-chicks dissin' Sir Tudge?
Why do they gotta front?
What did he ever do to these chicks
That made them so violent.
Ooh-ooh,
His name's Larry Tudge -
Man, and
He don't like fudge.
Ooh-ooh,
No, he don't like fudge!
Ooh-Pee-yooh
His breath smells like old salami
It's in the bag
Behind his green locker door
I don't care what they say about Tudge anyway,
I don't care 'bout that.
Don't you ever fear,
I'm always here
I know that you need help.
Their toungs are twisted
Pale is your skin
I'll be your Guardian.
Ooh-ooh,
Though ya've lost your mind.
Ooh-ooh,
Yeah ya lost ya mind!
ooh-ooh,
Larry's Lost his mind!
Ooh-Pee-yooh
His breath smells like old salami
it's in the bag
behind his green locker door
I don't care what they say about Tudge anyway,
I don't care 'bout that.
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care 'bout that!
