Track Two: Oh Tracey, Tracey (Que Sera, Sera)
Tracey: I object to all these chubbo references. It's not NICE.
James: Just pleeeease play along. You know the viewers love it.
Tracey: Absolutely not!
Jesse: It's the only way you get a song on the CD.
Tracey: Well alright. I suppose I should look on the bright side - it's a duet with my schnookums, Brocky!
Brock: I can't believe I agreed to more gayness...
Tracey: When I was just a little boy
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.
All: Oh Tracey, Tracey,
A chub you will be, will be
Go on a diet, tubby
Oh Tracey, Tracey,
What will be, will be.
Tracey: When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my Brocky, what lies ahead
Will we have sushi, day after day
Here's what my Brocky said;
Brock: Oh Tracey, Tracey,
A chub you must be, must be
I want your titties, titties
Oh Tracey, Tracey,
What must be, must be.
Tracey: Now I have titties of my own
I ask my Brocky, what do you see
Are they too floppy, are they too firm
He tells me tenderly.
Brock: Oh Tracey, Tracey,
I love your titties, titties
They're so nice and chubby, chubby
Oh Tracey, Tracey,
My tubby chubby.
Tracey: hugs Thank you Brocky.
Brock: Need another shower to get rid of the gayness.
Jesse: But YOUR song is up next.
Brock: Well I guess it can wait! Get out my tap shoes and sequin suit, James!
James: Yee, I can't wait!