A song about The Great Pierogi Race which happens every 7th inning stretch at PNC Park here in Pittsburgh (for you out-of-towners: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Pierogi_Race
I know the sound blares, so here's the words:
Well place your bets because peirogies are comin' to town
They're genetically modified with legs and a gown
And every 7th inning strech
You can go on and place your bets
As they run down that first base line...
Oh, we got Sauerkraut!
Yes Sauerkraut Sal!
And Jalapeno Hanna, that peirogie's a gal!
And who could forget Cheese Chester?
And comin' down the lane with a big bunion
That peirogie's Oliver Onion!
And as they race every single game
We cheer them on as they run down the lane
Oh who will win by a face?
Who's gonna' go home with first place?
Place your bets, it's the Great Pierogie Race!
Dr. Oppenheimer back in '42
Said "I love zeez pierogies, but zey could use zome legs too."
So a bend in the space-time continuum
Made the pierogies have legs
But boy, these pierogies were dumb!
Because their were brains were made from cheddar cheese
sauerkraut, jalapanoes; it was a disease!
So they only thing they could do
Is run to entertain you
Place your bets, it's the Great Pierogi Race!
Who's that runnin' down the base line?
Who's that comin' down the incline?
Who's that messin' up the space-time?
Who's gonna' get the face time?
Oh, it doesn't matter who wins.
Because peirogies are free from sin.
Place your bets, it's the Great Pierogi Race!
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19klento09 9 months ago
nie umie grać na bandżo
19klento09 9 months ago
ur great LOL!
SSSbounty 2 years ago
hahah, sal is the shiz
bisket2003 3 years ago