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
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