B-U-T-T out
You want to come too. We know you do.
And maybe someday you will.
She wants to come now, No way, no how!
Sorry, negativesville
Why not? Why not? Let's see, why not.
Lizzie baby, we'd rather you weren't along today
But shouldn't we tell her why?
We'd just rather you weren't okay?
Now back off and say goodbye.
We'd rather be picked up by a twister,
Than tagged along after by a sister.
We'd rather eat french fried garden snails.
We'd rather lose all out finger nails.
Or bathe in a pool of slime!
Hasta la vista, baby sista!
Maybe some other time.
Chorus:
B-U-T-T out! B-U-T-T out!
Turn your tiny frame about and B-U-T-T out!
Ya betta, ya betta, ya betta, ya betta,
B-U-T-T out!
It's not that it makes us gag to drag a tagalong in two.
It's not that you embarrass us in front of everyone we know.
It's not that you are such a snot nosed brat.
It's not that you're nosy, it's not that you're a rat.
Although that may be true.
It just that this mission is dangerous,
And we care so much for you.
Chorus
Beat it! Amscran! Hit the Highway!
See ya! Ciao! Vamoose! Be off! Reduce!
You're gonna, you're gonna, she's ain't gonna wanna, B-U-T-Tout!
Lizzie, you just can't come today.
Maybe next time we'll see.
Maybe a year from this coming May, or maybe next century!
It's not that you might be out of place.
It's not that we can't stand your face,
or that you're not of the human race.
It's just that you're too young!
Be a sweetie, B-U-T-T out!
Eat your Zitti, B-U-T-T out!
Phone home E.T., Go home E.T., B-U-T-T out!
Take a hint, take a hike, B-U-T-T out!
Ya betta, ya betta, ya betta, ya betta, B-U-T-T out!
Bravery
I've given up my nightlight 'cause I'm not scared of the dark.
I've tasted buttermilk. Sat through Jurassic Park.
I've taken off my training wheels, used adult shampoo.
Sometimes there's no limit to the scary things I'll do.
I don't hide in the closet when I hear thunderclap.
I dunk my head in water, I've sat on Santa's lap.
I never bat an eye when I get my measles shot.
So when things get scary, it's a good thing I've got...
Bravery...I'm brimming with bravery
.
I'm always prepared. And if I'm still scared, I get my Mom.
First day at kindergarten, others might have wept.
Sat and played with Legos, At nap time, I slept.
I climb the tallest jungle guys, slide the biggest slides.
When I go to Disney World, I ride the biggest rides.
Last Friday at assembly, in front of the whole school,
I played a singing carrot and didn't lose my cool.
I hoped out on that stage, and sang out clear and strong.
In sticky situations, I always bring along...
Bravery...Three cheers for Bravery.
The sight of a ghost, won't turn me to toast.
I'm better than that.
Bravery...I'm brimming with Bravery.
But if I despair, and Mom isn't there,
there's always Dad.
Wavery...When my knees get wavery,
My heart's in my mouth, my nerves heading south,
And I've got the shakes.
Quavery...When my voice gets quavery,
I suck in my gut. I'm mean and I'm lean. I swagger and strut.
A P.T. Marine. Left right, left, right,
I left the jitters behind.
Bravery...Three cheers for Bravery/
You won't see us clinch when we're in the trench.
Or when things get hairy.
Bravery...Let's hear it for bravery!
We're so full of bravery, It's scary!
I am the cute one
I am the cute one
It's obvious
There's no comparing
The two of us
I'm not to blame
The facts are plain
I've got the looks
I've got the brains
And I am the cute one
She's just my sister
I am the cute one
Everyone knows
I've got the profile
She's got the nose
She's the older
I am the younger
So after all is it any wonder?
I am the cute one
She's just my sister
People say we're two peas in a pod
And that we look like each other
There's something that they forgot
I am the cute one
She's just my sister
(Instrumental)
I'm not to blame
The facts are plain
I've got the looks
I've got the brains
And I am the cute one
She's just my sister
People say we're two peas in a pod
And that we look like each other
There's something that they forgot
We're no the same whatever you say
I love her and she's OK
But I am the cute one
She's just my sister
You wish
I am the cute one
She's just my sister
Untrue
I am the cute one
She's just my sister
I'm sorry
I am the cute one
She's just my sister
It´s not me- It´s you
What a great dress
What a great hat
Look at these shoes
They go perfect with that
When I put them on they don't look as they should
But how come on you, it looks so good on you?
Chorus:
It's not me but it sure is you
It's not me but it's you
I tried it on but there's nothing I can do
It's just not me but it sure is you!
How do you like this trendy dress?
I really like it, but I confess
It's not my color
I'd rather wear blue
But, oh my, gosh it looks great on you
Chorus
(What do you think?)
Well, it's not my color
(What do you think?)
It looks better on her
(What do you think?)
Well I tried everything on in this store
Let's go find some more
Chorus
It sure is you
It's just not me
But it sure is you!
Whoo!
Pool Party
Chorus:
A pool party is a cool party.
It's a gas, it's a blast,
it's a splash, splash, splash.
So get your suit and hat and sunblock too.
We're gonna splash all afternoon.
It's a gas, it's a blast,
it's a splash, splash, splash.
It's a pool party and it's cool.
We could start with sunblock.
Lather up, so we don't get burned.
Then we'd jump on inner-tubes, sliding,
slipping right through with all that goop!
All we need is water, and a bathing suit. Oh Yeah!
Chorus
We could synchronize swim.
Pretend we're sharks with one small fin.
We could walk on our hands, quickly,
til we reached the deep end.
All we need is sunshine, and to know how to swim. Oh yeah!
Chorus
We could have a chicken fight.
Or play a game of Marco Polo.
We could jump off all the sides, slashing,
rate how high the splashes go.
All you need is water, and to plug your nose. Oh Yeah!
After several hours,
all our fingers and our toes
will be shriveled prunes,
only they will not be edible!
We'll be waterlogged, but we won't mind at all! Oh no!
Chorus
Peanutt Butter
There's a food going 'round,
That's a sticky sticky goo...
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Well it tastes real good
But it's so hard to chew
Peanut, Peanut Butter
All my friends tell me
That they dig it the most!
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Early in the morning
When they spread it on toast
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Chorus:
I like Peanut Butter
Creamy Peanut Butter
Chunky Peanut Butter too!
Peanut, Peanut Butter
(Open up your jar now)
Peanut, Peanut Butter
(Spread it on your cracker)
Peanut, Peanut Butter
(Scarf now)
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Chorus
My Grandma called
While I was havin' a snack
Peanut, Peanut Butter
My tongue got stuck
So I couldn't call back
Peanut, Peanut Butter
"My mouth is full Grandma"
Was all I could say
Peanut, Peanut Butter
"That's perfectly clear
You sound lovely this way!"
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Chorus
One, two, one two, tres, quatro...
Peanut, Peanut Butter, yum yum
Peanut, Peanut Butter, no cholesterol
Peanut, Peanut Butter, goes down smooth
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Peanut Butter pizza,
Peanut Butter tacos,
Peanut Butter egg foo young
Peanut, Peanut Butter
(hic, hic, hic)
Peanut, Peanut Butter
(hotcha, hotcha,hotcha)
Peanut, Peanut Butter
(hhatt, hhatt, hhatt)
Peanut, Peanut Butter
Chunks of Peanut Butter!
Lumps of Peanut Butter!
Gobbs of Peanut Butter!
Globs of Peanut Butter!
Chorus
(Oh no! All gone!)
That Funky musicology
Panthelogy? What's that? Sismology? Beats me.
Rheumatology? Radiology? Musicology? Musicology!
Chorus:
Play the funky, funky, musicology!
Play it on your radi-adi-adiology.
How I love it, love it, love it!
Gosh and golly gee!
Gotta, gotta, gotta, have that funky musicology!
Yeow!
Now when I wear a pair of panthelogy,
I like that extra large seismology.
Which leaves a lotta, lotta rheumatology,
For when I'm dancing. To that funky musicology!
Chorus
Greek mythology? Now that I understand.
Genealogy? Poof! Your wish is my command.
What's this? Phonology? Something about the phone?
Ichthyology? Leave it alone.
Pharmacology, (uh-huh) Etiology? (Okay)
Meteorology? (I like) Ideology? (Do tell).
Down on old McDonald's pharmacology,
they grow food that we etiology.
Even the meat? You mean meteorology?
Frankly, I don't have the slightest ideology.
Fancy phraseology rings my bell.
Tricky, tricky, tricky, terminology, sounds so swell.
She drove off in her lexicology.
Her fancy souped up autobiography.
But then she ran out of gastronentrology.
had to buy a tank full with her Visa cardiology.
Then she drove her lexicology right into the oceanography,
so she had to hail a taxonomy to take her homeopathy.
Chorus
Ology, ology, ology, ology, ology.
Hep, hep, hep!
Funky musicology, yeow! Yeow!
The Ghost song
It floats up the stairs, it floats down the hall.
It floats into my bedroom, right through the wall.
It glides post my dresser, to the bedpost. I swear.
I'm looking at a ghost! Naaaaa!
There's no such thing! It's not a ghost,
because there's no such thing. No such thing.
I can't be frightened of a globby, green, glow,
'cause there's no such thing.
It plays the piano, it swings on the swing.
It does a lot considering there's no such thing.
Then it boots my computer, as quick as you please.
It floats on the keyboard. It presses some keys.
"What creature may you be?" came up on the screen.
I type in, "a human being."
Suddenly, the rooms goes as icy as winter,
and something came out of the printer...
"No such thing! You can't be human, cause there's no suchthing.
Those human stories, they scare ghosts so,
but we know there's no such to thing!"
Now hold the phone! I'm really real!
"You're not!," "are not!," "You're wrong". I cried!
"All right, let's play a game of cards to decide."
"Okay. Whoever wins the game, that one's real."
He types out, "You got it. Now deal!."
I ask him for aces, he types out "you wish."
He asks me for sevens. I type out "You wish!"
"Jacks?" "Sorry." "Queens?" "No." "Sixes?" "huh-uh." "Twos?"
We play for a hour, and guess what? I lose!
"No such thing. You don't exist! There's so such thing!"
It made me crazy to be told where to go
by something who's no such thing.
The story now is over, the story is through.
And some of you may even think this story is true.
But, there's no such thing.
It didn't happen, cause there's no such thing.
I made the whole thing up, so I outta know.
And I know there's no such things.
There's no such thing.
There's no such thing.
I hope!
Noise about boys
They say boys will be boys
Well that's not overblom
'Cause thei're forever all together any different timezone
What could be more enoying then this
Hang around and some more
and you try to have a big list
How 'bout the times you think you know
what's in their minds
but no, you don't, you can't, you won't
that's right
irritated, frustuated, that's the way I feel
he's got me goin' 'round, up and down
just like a farish weel
one minut boys will adore you
we could just pull out their hair
sometimes they're so far from charming
it's alarming
you can't take him anywhere
there suppost to be where it's at
whoever came up with that
girls, I just don't get it!
what's all that talk about
wish we could figure out
what's all that noise about boys
( what's all that noise about boys)
I'll say without a doubt
they just make you scream and shout
what's all that noise about
what's all that noise about boys
they think their smile will impress you
but haven't the clue
how to be your hero
they never call when they say so
or they don't show
that gets them a zero
you think you finaly fell
and things are going so well
that's when they drive you crazy
they wanna be your whole wide world
too bad, so sad, they don't know how to treat this girl
they can be smart
but they won't dance
so open doors for you:
no not a chance
i quess that's the way
the way it is
i can't seem to help it
i still wanna be his
i can't believe my self
but my hart's feeling it
i'll be by your side in the new york minute
what's all that talk about
wish we could figure out
what's all that noise about boys
( what's all that noise about boys)
I'll say without a doubt
they just make you scream and shout
what's all that noise about
what's all that noise about boys
what's all that talk about
wish we could figure out
what's all that noise about boys
(what's all that noise about boys)
i'll say without a doubt
they just make you scream and shout
what's all that noise about
what's all that noise about boys
The Waiting game
Something is enough to drive me insane
Who made up the rules to this silly game?
It's no fun at all
Wishing he would call
Standing around hoping for some guy to drop the ball
Chorus
Waiting, Wait, Waiting
Cause everybody's playing the waiting game
Waiting, Wait, Waiting
It doesn't even matter if you both feel the same
Waiting, Wait, Waiting
Come on make your move, baby you're driving me insane
Waiting, Wait, Waiting
Everybody's playing the waiting game
I think I'll call him up to see what's going on
Check it out and see what's taking him so long
I got a feeling that he wants to take me to the dance
What if he says no?
Well I gotta take the chance
Chorus
I think I can do it
Yo girls back me up
Pick up the phone and let him know what's up
I'm ready to do it
Rushin' it to it
He might turn me down well I gotta go through it
Chorus
It doesn't even matter if you both feel the same
Waiting, Wait, Waiting
And Everybody's playing the waiting game
Who would you be
What if a magic genie came and said to you:
"You can be anyone you want...just tell me who."
Anybody? "Anybody. Think it through.
Who would you be?"
Who would you be?
Choose your identity.
Race car driver? Deep sea diver?
Who would you be?
A skinny super model?
A pilot of the throttle?
I'll be a genie in the bottle!
Who would you be?
Who, who, who, who would you be?
How about all five Diane quints?
Who, who, who, who would you be?
The artist formerly known as Prince?
Everyone says a leopard doesn't change his spots.
What if he did?
To green and purple polka dots?
How would you like them apples when they're apricots?
Who would you be?
Who would you be? How 'bout a Kennedy?
Butcher? Baker? LA Laker?
Who would you be?
A fancy foreign guru?
An Aussie kangaroo-woo?
Lieutenant Uhuru?
Who would you be?
Who, who, who, who would you be?
A speed metal guitarist?
Who, who, who, who would you be?
A man in tights in Sherwood Forest?
Who would you be?
Choose you identity.
Paul Revere? A Mouseketeer?
Who would you be?
Street musician? Politician?
Spiderman? Peter Pan?
Princess Di? A Samurai?
Sally Ride? Bonnie and Clyde?
You´re Invited ( Theme song)
We're calling everyone,
We're putting out the welcome mat.
I've got the tunes, I've got the food,
We've got the party hats.
We've got everything you could every need.
A real good time is guaranteed.
So jump up and put on your dancin' shoes.
With hosts like us there's no way you can lose.
It may get crazy when things start to roll.
But never fear the twins are in control.
You're invited, come on, we've got a lot to do.
You're invited, we're excited and delighted to see you.
You're invited, bring your friends along,
Laugh and sing a song.
The party's about to start.
You're invited, you're invited, you're invited,
You're invited, you're invited.
If it's up to me, you'll RSVP.
Ice Cream Crazy
Rootbeer floats, banana boats
Gelate and Sorbet are hard to resist
What if they didn't exist?
For me it wouldn't be easy 'cause you see...
Chorus:
I'm ice cream crazy,
No ifs, ands, buts or maybes
Ice cream crazy,
'Cause I'm an ice cream ice cream baby
We have colors of the rainbow
From all around the world
And anything you'd like to try
You can have it plain or swirled
With a pinch and a dash of this and that
On a cone it does a balancing act
And oh, ya know it's bound to droop
Yumma Dum Dum it's a triple scoop
Chorus
Sometimes I just can't decide
What flavor I should choose
So I close my eyes and one, two, three,
I know that I can't lose
With a pinch and dash of this and that,
Till the cherry on top is an acrobat
Oh I get carried away
Yumma Dum Dum, just look at that sundae.
My darlin' someday if you weigh more that you should
It's ok
'Cause I would make your sundae with no fat, low cal, sorbet
Chorus (2x)
Baby! Baby!
Makeover Machine
Once in a while for a change of pace,
Modify your style. Try on a new face.
There's a new toy in town, behind the big screen.
Take a short walk around, and you'll see what I mean.
Chorus:
Makeover.
Can't refuse the chance to use the makeover machine.
Makeover Machine
It's the latest and the greatest! Makeover machine.
Anything goes. Different hair. New clothes.
Rearranging and changing from our head to your toes.
Look at me. Look at you.
You look cool. You too!
Keep it going, never knowing, who is gonna be who!
Chorus
Twist it, trim it, sky's the limit! makeover...machine.
When you want to be different from the rest,
you gotta put away the screen. Put yourself to the test.
Cause the best look of all is the one that's your own.
Hang the others on the wall. Leave your true face alone.
Makeover. Can't refuse the chance to use themakeover...machine.
Makeover. Can't refuse the chance to use themakeover...machine.
Yeah!
