One thing was leading to the next I bit off more than I could chew I had the power to sign the cheques It wasn't difficult to do I couldn't stay and face the music So many reasons why I won't be sending postcards From Paraguay, from Paraguay, from Paraguay I robbed a bank full of dinero A great big mountain of dough So it was goodbye companero And cheerio I couldn't stay and face the music So many reasons why I won't be sending postcards From Paraguay, from Paraguay, from Paraguay I never meant to be a cheater But there was blood on the wall I had to steal from peter To pay what I owed to paul I couldn't stay and face the music So many reasons why I won't be sending postcards From Paraguay, from Paraguay, from Paraguay

Beryl, Was on another level When she got her Booker medal* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave Beryl, Every time they'd overlook her When they gave her, her Booker* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave It's all too late now It's all too late now It's too late to dabble it is all too late It's too late to dabble it is all too late Beryl, The tobacco overtook her When they gave her, her Booker* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave It's all too late now It's all too late now It's too late to dabble it is all too late It's too late to dabble it is all too late Beryl, Was on another level When she got her Booker medal* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave After all she gave After all she gave Beryl

Come my love, I'll tell you a tale Of a boy and girl and their love story And how he loved her oh, so much, And all the charms she did possess. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel. Now this did happen once upon a time, When things were not so complex. And how he worshipped the ground she walked on. When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel. This love was stronger than the powers so dark, A prince could have within his keeping; His spells to weave and steal a heart, Within her breast, but only sleeping. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel. He said, "Don't you know I love you oh, so much, And lay my heart at the foot of your dress?" She said, "Don't you know that storybook loves Always have a happy ending?" Then he swooped her up, just like in the books, And on his stallion they rode away. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel.

Rüdiger stands in the rain and the snow Collector of autographs Names upon photographs Faces of people who everyone knows Rüdiger lives in a place on his own Briefcase and spectacles Strange and respectable He knows the meaning of being alone Oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger works as a clerk in the town Music or politics Rüdiger gets his kicks He gets information, then he comes around Oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger waits at the hall in Berlin He waits there all night Security's tight They know who he is, but they don't let him in Rüdiger waits in the dark by the stair His fingers are shaking His feet, they are aching But your name's in the paper so Rüdiger's there Oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger

Louis: It seems today, that all you see is violence in movies, and sex on T. V. Peter: But where are those good old-fashioned values, on which we used to rely? Brian: It used to be, a big time star was elegant as Garbo, or Hedy Lamarr. Stewie: But now we get whores like Jenny Lopez, you want to curl up and die. Lucky theres a Family Guy. Lucky theres a man who positively can do all the things that make us- Stewie: Laugh and cry! Hes a Family Guy! Louis: When I was young, the songs were fair, with Mister Johnny Mathis, and Sonny and Cher. Peter: But now we get Justin Timber-homo. Louis: A heartache all gone awry! Brian: The classic films were works of arts, the images were graceful, the stories were smart. Stewie: But now we get Matrix Revolution, Im sorry I know this doesnt rhyme, but what the hell were you Wachowski Brothers thinking?! Lucky theres a family guy, lucky theres a fella, sweeter than vanilla, wholesome as a piece of- Stewie: Apple Pie! Hes a family guy! Lois: His smiles a simple delight. Chris: He lets me see the boobies on the internet sites. Lois: Peter! Meg: He bought me my cute little hat. Brian: Yeah we should have a talk about that. About that! And his hat! Brian: Hes mastered the comedy arts. Stewie: He says, Look out, Hiroshima! Then casually farts. (fart sound effect) Lois: Hes loaded with sexy appeal. Peter: And best of all my titties are real. Have a feel! Brian: No thank you. Stewie: I gave it the office. Lois: The Brady Bunch has got their Mike and pretty Laura Petrie has Dicky Van Dyke. But who around here could fill those loafers? But heres a happy reply. Lucky theres a family guy. Lucky theres a man who positively can do all the thing that make us- Stewie: Laugh and Cry! Hes a Family Guy! Hes a Family Guy!!! Lois: Oh My! Thank you very much! What a welcome. Peter: I am gunna buy each and every one of you a beer after the show. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Im kidding for Christs sake, Im not serious. Thats expensive! Look, just the fact that I came up with the idea should tell you Im generous; I shouldnt actually have to spend any money. Meg: Uh, can we turn the spotlight down a bit? Brian: Yeah, it is a little bright. Stewie: You know Brian, I- I just noticed something. With that light shining on you from that angle, you look a lot like Jamie Farr. Brian: Yeah, youve told me that before and uh, its interesting, because Im thinking you look a lot like Britney Spears. Stewie: Really?! How so? Brian: Well, you- you got that thing going on with your eyes like Britney does. You know where You know how her eyes are just like a hair too far apart? Uh, a- a- almost like there was some immediate post-birth surgery that should have been done but it was the south, so they didnt have the medical technology. Stewie: Oh, I see. Chris: Mom! Lois: Yes honey? Chris: I have a wedgie. Lois: Chris, honey, wait until the intermission. Then you can fix it. Peter: Well, we got a lot of fun stuff lined up here tonight. We got music, we got comedy, we got behind the scenes crap from the show. Lois: Thats right! For example, not a lot of people know this, but in one episode of the show there was a flashback of Brian when he was a puppy. Now, they couldnt find a puppy who looked enough like him, so they actually built a dog suit for the scene, and the actor of inside the suit was Raven- Symoné, who was Olivia on the Cosby show. Brian: Fascinating bit of trivia. Peter: All right, okay, I got one for ya. You know the sound stage where we shoot Family Guy is the same stage where they shot the Golden Girls back in the 80s, right? Now one of the stage hands was telling me a- a pretty intense story. I guess there was one night when they were all ready to shoot, and uh, the audience was waiting. And uh, nobody could find Bea Arthur. So everybodys freaking out and uh, then one of the producers runs in and says Cancel the show tonight. Bea Arthurs in jail! Lois: Oh My God! Peter: Yeah. Apparently she had a little too much to drink before the show and uh, they found her standing on the street corner, exposing her penis to traffic. Brian: Oh My God! Meg: Ew! Thats Disgusting! Peter: Can you believe that? Brian: Wait a minute. How the hell can Bea Arthur have a penis? Peter: Eh, special permit. Stewie: I say, what is it with these actors? Theyre perfectly normal people in civilian life and then they come out to Hollywood and just go fucking berserk. Brian: You gotta watch your language, kid. Stewie: Oh, its a record album for Gods sake. Lets cut loose a bit. Chris: Nipples! Hehe. Stewie: Perfect example. Although I must say I am amazed at the language you can get away with on television these days. I- I was watching Law and Order the other night and I swear to god, I heard someone use the word balls. And I thought to myself, My God, that- that Dick Wolf just does whatever he damn well pleases, doesnt he? Bringing words like balls into Americas living rooms. I wonder how hed like it if I just walked into his living room a- and use the word balls. Brian: Uh I think that would be breaking and entering. Lois: You know, I am so glad they allowed us to bring Stewie this evening. The last show we did we had to leave him at home. They didnt allow babies in the theater. Brian: Well of course. People wanted to be able to enjoy the show Stewie: I am a show you lack-witted beetle head! Ugh! Oh what a night that was. My babysitter was a total bitch. Lois: Stewie! Thats very rude. Especially since your babysitter is here tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Hailey Duff. Hailey Duff: Hi Mr. And Mrs. Griffin Peter: Howre ya, sweetheart? Lois: So was it really that bad babysitting Stewie? Hailey Duff: You want the truth? Well, okay. So after you and Peter left for dinner, I- No. Wait a minute. Lets tell this story right. Please.