Tulsarama!-The Musical

Tul-sa-ra-ma, where the Plymouth should've had a drain

Cause the plastic bag, will start to sag

After fifty years all full of rain.

Tul-sa-ra-ma, Ev'ry night Miss Belvedere and I

Will discuss our fears, for fifty years

Hope the vault is keeping nice and dry.

The promised it was waterproof

And we hope they were telling the truth!

And when we say -Yay!

She's comin out today!

We're only hopin'

Don't drown the car, Tulsarama!

Tulsa-rama, okay?

Tul-sa-ra-ma, where the vault filled to the brim with rain

And the car was trapped, and filled with crap

And you know, it doesn't look the same.

Tul-sa-ra-ma, I can see, Miss Belvedere's a wreck

But the folks still came, and gave her fame

And they all still loved her, what the heck

We know we relied on the bag

But the seams didn't hold, what a drag!

And when we say Yay!
It's Tul-sa-ra-ma day!

You know we're thinkin'

Just dry her off , Tulsarama

Tulsarama, okay?

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Tulsa-Tulsa-Tulsa-Tulsa-Tulsa-Tulsa...

The vault kept it safe from the bomb

But the water leaked in all along!

And when we say

Go tow that wreck away!

We're only sayin'

We had a blast, Tulsarama!

Tulsarama, Okay!