Survey du jour: Sing along with us

[Bart Fargo]

Survey du jour asks this time around: what was the best riff that was sung to the music of a film?

My picks are:
1. Puma man/ He flies like a moron...
2. Hey! It's the Undersea Kingdom/ For you and for me...


So what are your picks?

[vanhagar3000]

Puma Man
he flies like a moron...

Puma Man
when will he find love...

Burn an old man
singe all his flesh off...

Now they're going to boff in the air...

Glory to our space gods in the highest
And glory to the "Thepumaman"
And glory to the goofy Aztec Mask

Dick's Red Owl
selection and service...

Snider drug
we're busting up prices

The fat-free yogurt
that's not short on flavor

When
you want
the flavor of bacon
in a dip
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Mike: What sort of great last line was that?
Crow: Ah, you know, this music makes me wat to put a triangle over my privates and squirm around.
Mike: (laughing) Like in the movie?
Crow: Like what? What the hell are you talking about?
Mike: (laughs) Nevermind...
Crow: I want to put a triangle on my privates and squirm around.
MUSIC: You better run...
Crow: (singing)...Or he'll steal your lunch.
MUSIC: You better hide...
Tom: (singing) ...Your lunch.
MUSIC: You better run...
Mike: (singing) 'Cause he's got the runs.
Tom:...Or your lunch! (guitar playing)
Crow: Oh yeah.... play it! Listen to that guitar solo; it reminds me of Eric Clap... yeah, Eric Clap.
Mike: (sees name of the prostitute character) Hey, Joe Don's personal prostitute made it in the movie!
Crow: (singing) ...Take the roast and wrap it in bacon...
Tom: (singing) ...But there's potatoes on the side... whoo!
Crow: Yeah! Pass the gravy now!
Mike: You know, maybe we should lay off the food jokes guys.
Crow: Yeah. I guess it's not really fair to Joe Don Baker.
Mike: Yeah, I mean some people just metabolize slower that others...
Tom: (cuts him off) Meatballs fried in lard!
Crow: Alright Servo! Sorry Mike, all bets are off.
Mike: Oh come on now...
Crow and Tom: (chanting with music) Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat. Munch, munch, munch, munch. Chew, chew, chew, chew. Gorge, gorge, gorge, gorge. Burp, burp, burp, burp. Stuff lots of food in your meat baby (?) face!
Mike: Oh now you guys prepared that!
Crow: C'mon, it's an obvious line Mike.
Tom: (singing) Pork chops, cream puffs, candy bars...
Crow: (singing) Meat sauce, Cheetos, Mallomars...
Tom: (singing) He won't stop 'til he eats it all!
Crow: Oh yeah!
Mike: Yeah, that's it. I'm going you guys. (gets up and exits) You and your food jokes...
Crow: (as Joe Don) Yeah! Gimme seconds baby!
Tom: (as Joe Don) Hey baby, you gonna finish that?
Crow: (as Joe Don) Anyone gonna eat that last piece of cake? 'Cause I will!
Tom: (as Joe Don) Ah! Somebody give me a napkin!
Crow: (as Joe Don) Hey, hey, hey... (normally) Hey, where'd Mike go?
Crow and Tom: Mike? Mike?
Crow: He ditched us! (leaves)
Tom: (struggling) What do I do?! Uh!

[TV's Cowboy]

Space Chief failed miserbly and tried to cover up his shame