Finally a Practical Song Parody

There have been a lot of song parodies going around lately, but they’ve all had a fatal flaw: none of them really have any chance of making anyone money. Where is the money in writing song parodies, you ask? Well, unless you’re Weird Al Yankovic, song parodies have only one practical application: advertising.

I’ve always thought that Paul Simon was a fool for not turning his song “Mrs. Robinson” into even more cash. To help nudge him along, I present:

This Buds for you, Mrs. Robinson
This Buds for you, Mrs. Robinson,
You will love it more than you will know.
Bottoms up, please Mrs. Robinson.
Bub always tastes the same every day,
Hey, hey, hey

We’d like to teach a little bit about the King of Beers.
We’d like to help you learn about rice brews.
Look around you all you see are satisfied thirsts,
Sip it at the bar until it’s time for home.

This Buds for you, Mrs. Robinson,
You will love it more than you will know.
Bottoms up, please Mrs. Robinson.
Bub always tastes the same every day,
Hey, hey, hey

Hide your case in the place where no one ever looks.
Put it in your fridge behind your broccoli.It's a little secret just the Robinsons' affair.Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids.

Anheuser-Busch, Mrs. Robinson,
You will love it more than you will know.
Bottoms up, please Mrs. Robinson.
Bub always tastes the same every day,
Hey, hey, hey

Sitting on a bar stool on a Thusrday after eight.
Going to the trivia debate.
Argue about it, shout about it
When it’s time to choose
Every way you look the Fraters lose.

Where have you gone, JB Doubtless,
Fraters turns it’s trivia ears to you.
What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson.
Jokin’ Jay has left and gone away,
Hey, hey, hey