Ooooooh Aaaaaah

Ooooh

Aaaah

Howard: Poor Baby!

FZ: Oooooh . . . Don't Like The Greek Food In This Neighborhood, Hey?

Oooooh . . .

FZ: Tell Me The Truth, What Did You Eat?

Mark: I Ate . . .

FZ: Tell Me The Truth, What Did You Eat?

Howard: I Had A Shish Kebab

FZ: Tell Me The Truth, What Did You Eat? You Didn't Eat?

Mark: I Was Having Chicken . . .

FZ: You Didn't Eat?

Howard: He Didn't Eat Anything. He Drank Wine

Mark: With, Uh, Spinnach . . .

FZ: What Did You Eat?

Mark: And Boiled Potatoes . . .

Jim: I Had A Roller Skate

Mark: Not Just Any Grease But . . .

GREASE



The Browness Of Her Body

Makes Me Sweat Inside My Crotch

I Want So Much To Kiss Her

But I/she Smells Of Rancid Botch

Do Do Do Do Do Do

Oooooooh Wagh!



Mark: Grease, Grease, I Tell Ya, All I Had Was Grease, It Cost Me Two Dollars And Thirty Five Cents, It Was Nothing But A Plate Of Grease

Howard: And A Wine Tasted Like . . .