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I Love My Lips |
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Narrator: |
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And now it's time for Silly Songs with Larry, the part |
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of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song. |
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One day while talking with Dr. Archibald Larry confronts |
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one of his deepest fears'. |
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Larry: |
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If my lips ever left my mouth, |
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Packed a bag and headed south, |
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That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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I see, that'd be too bad, you'd be so sad? |
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Larry: |
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That'd be too bad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Alrighty. |
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Larry: |
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If my lips said 'Adios, |
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I don't like you, I think you're gross.' |
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That'd be too bad, I might get mad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Hm, that'd be too bad, you might get mad? |
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Larry: |
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That'd be too bad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Fascinating. |
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Larry: |
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If my lips moved to Duluth |
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Left a mess and took my tooth. |
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That'd be too bad, I'd call my Dad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Oh dear, that'd be too bad, you'd call your dad? |
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Larry: |
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That'd be too bad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Hold it. Did you say your father? Facinating! |
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So what you're saying is if your lips left you? |
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Larry: |
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That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad. |
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I might get mad, I call my Dad. |
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That'd be too bad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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That'd be too bad? |
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Larry: |
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That'd be too bad. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Why? |
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Larry: |
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Because I love my lips. (makes noises in tune with his lips) |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Oh my! This is more serious than I thought. |
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Larry, what do you see here? |
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Larry: |
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Um, that looks like a lip. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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What about this? |
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Larry: |
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It's a lip. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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And this? |
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Larry: |
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It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip |
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It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip |
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It's a lip, it's a lip, it's a lip, lip, lip |
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liiiiiiiiiips lip lip lip |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Larry, tell me about your childhood. |
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Larry: |
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When I was just two years old, |
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I left my lips out in the cold. |
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And they turned blue, |
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What could I do? |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Oh dear. They turned blue, |
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What could you do? |
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Larry: |
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Oh, They turned blue. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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I see. |
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Larry: |
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On the day I got my tooth, |
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I had to kiss my Great Aunt Ruth. |
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She had a beard and it felt weird. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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My, my, she had a beard |
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And it felt weird? |
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Larry: |
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She had a beard. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Oh! |
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Larry: |
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Ten days after I turned 8, |
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Got my lips stuck in a gate |
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My friends all laughed' |
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And I just stood there until the fire department came |
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and broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend |
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the next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar |
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who got stung by a bee right on the lip and we couldn't |
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even talk to each other until the fifth week because both |
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our lips were so swollen and when he did start speaking |
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he just spoke polish and I only knew like three words in polish |
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except now I know four because Oscar taught me the |
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word for lip, 'Usta'. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Your friends all laughed. Usta. How do you spell that? |
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Larry: |
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I don't know. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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So what you're saying is that when you were young? |
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Larry: |
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They turned blue, what could I do? |
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She had a beard, and it felt weird. |
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My friends all laughed......usta. |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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I'm confused. |
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Larry: |
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I love my lips! |
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(Larry makes noises with his lips while Dr. |
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Archibald tries to get his attention.) |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Uh, Larry. Larry. Wait Larry, Larry! That's about enough, thank you. |
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(voice over of Narrator) |
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Narrator: |
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This has been Silly Songs with Larry. Tune in next week |
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when we hear Larry say ' |
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Larry: |
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Have I ever told you how I feel about my nose? |
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Dr. Archibald: |
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Oh, look at the time! |
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(fades out with Larry continuing to make noises with his lips) |
