This should be sung to the tune of "Big, Bad, John"


We boarded the plane against our will
last one on board, Fireman Bill
Holding on tight they walked up the aisle
He and Bis in her new Vegas style

Big Bad Bis

She's friendly we know but never expected
she'd pick up a man, a stranger from Texas
We know it was Texas because of his boots
it was the last thing we saw after all the hoots

Big Bad Bis

His facial expressions made us all laugh
The flight attendant gave us her rath
The FAA is serious business, no more fun,
He must take his seat, the trip has begun

Big Bad Bis

With that scolding he was out of our sight
except for his boots, he was without light
As we taxi'd the runway, all you could hear
was a raspy voice say wish I had a beer

Big Bad Bis

She fell fast asleep, the night coming to an end
We thought it's over, she's separated from her new found friend
It was a quiet ride home, not even a peep
But when the plane landed she made a huge leap

Big Bad Bis

The first thing she checked on was Fireman Bill
it was apparent he left her side against his will
He returned to her side and brought on a smile
to everyone up and down the isle

Big Bad Bis

They parted company of all of us on the return trip
She, her luggage and Fireman Bill who could do flips
They waved to us as the walked down the concourse
The Bis and her new found friend, the puppet of course

Big Bad Bis