Three Little Bops

Remember the story of the 3 little pigs One played a pipe and the other danced gigs The 3 little pigs are still around But are playing music with the modern sound 3 little pigs were in the groove Everything was running smooth The pigs were due for a big surprise For the fib appeared with red rimmed eyes Oo you cool, oo you cool, oo you cool man cool Well sho he was friendly he shook their hands Announced he was joining up with the band Instead of starting an argument A 1 and a 2 and away they went The 3 little pigs were really gassed They’d never heard such a corny blast We’ve played in the west We’ve played in the east We’ve heard the most, but you’re the least Well the big bad fib was really mad He wanted to play music and wanted to play bad They stopped me before I could go to town so I’ll huff and puff and blow their house down The house of straw was blown away The pigs had to find another place to play Dew Drop Inn the house of sticks 3 little pigs were giving out licks Well the piano playing pig was swinging like a gate Doing the Libarace on the 88 (I wish my brother George was here) The 3 little pigs were having a ball When the big bad Fib he entered the hall The big bad fib he sat right down C’mon cats we’re going to town From the crowd came an angry shout Stop the music throw the square out the Big Bad Fib was really sore If they’re going to get tough I’ll give them more They don’t know talent in this here town I’ll huff and I’ll puff and blow the place down Dew Drop Inn did drop down The 3 little pigs crawled out of the rubble This big bad fib gives us nothing but trouble We won’t be bothered by his windy tricks The next place we play must be made of bricks Sturdy place this house of bricks Built in 1776 High class place with the high class crowd Sign on the door no wolves allowed The fib was sore and fit to be tied He was sworn and determined to get inside He huffed and puffed at the house of bricks But the bricks are stronger than straw or sticks He huffed and puffed and bleeped and blooped And at 10:00 was completely pooped When all of the sudden came a ray of hope I could disguise myself, boy what a dope Well the big bad fib took it all in stride He figured out the way to get inside I’ll show those pigs that I’m not stuck If I can’t blow it down I’ll blow it up Well the big bad fib was really gone And with him went his corny horn Went out of this world with out a trace Didn’t go to heaven it was the other place The big bad fib he learned the rule You’ve got to get hot to play real cool