A Fart in the I.S.S.

 

Some people say that their love is stronger

Some people say that their love is greater

That their love would last much longer

Than a fart in an elevator

Butt I say with more dedication

That my love for you will last longer

Than a fart in the International Space Station

Just think about that…

 

There’s no way out when you’re miles high

There ain’t no air way up there in the sky

There isn’t even any ventilation

Butt still I say without hesitation

That my love for you will last longer

Than a fart in the International Space Station

 

Some people claim that their love’s enduring

Some people claim that their love is frantic

Frankly I think that they are boring

And I prefer to be more romantic

And so I say with a Frenchman’s passion

That my love for you will last longer

Than a stinky-cheese fart in the International Space Stassion

Are there French Astronauts?

 

There’s no way out when you’re miles high

There ain’t no air way up there in the sky

There isn’t even any ventilation

There’s no escape from the flatulation

Butt my love for you will last longer

Than a fart in the International Space Station

Here we go now…

 

(Romantic Serenade)

 

So if you like the smell of my declaration

I know a place for a great vacation

With some tang, a whole mess of baked beans, and a few heads of cabbage

In the International Space Station

P.U.!