(A satire of "Jet Song" by Leonard Bernstein)
When you are wet
You are wet all the way
In your waterlogged sneaks
That squish when you sway
When you are wet
Drenched through and through
Your clothes are all soggy
And there’s nothing to do
You can try and get dry
If the dryer’s connected
An umbrella might help
At least that’s expected
To keep you protected!
Then you are set
Capital W say
Which you’ll never forget
Till they cart you away
When you are wet
You stay Wet!
When you are wet
Like cat nearly drowned
You’re the drippiest thing
Damp as can be
Like an undersea king
The wets in your ear
Bits of towel are stickin’!
The Sharks’ll come near
‘Cause they think you’re sea chicken!
Here comes the wet
Like a tsunami from hell
Better run for your life
Or you’ll get caught in the swell!
Here comes the wet
So much rain falling outside
And it follows you home
Soakin’ where you reside!
You try drawin’ the line
But you cannot stay hidden
The weather ain’t fine
But that’s part of livin’
And we ain’t kiddin!
Here comes the wet
Yeah! It sure beats the heat
Ev’ry last falling drop
Makes another puddle on the street!
On the whole!
Ever!
Mother!
Lovin’!
Street!
Yeah!
