Hérna eru textarnir hennar Phoebe sem ég skrifaði upp eftir minni, fékk smá hjálp á netinu, en þetta er ekki copy/paste.

Smelly Cat

Smelly cat, smelly cat,
what are they feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat,
it's not your fault

They won't take you to the vet,
You're obviously not their favourite pet.
There may not be a bed of rosesn
you're no friend to those with the noses

Smelly cat, smelly catn
what are they feeding you?
Smelly cat, smelly cat,
it's not your fault


Grandma

Grandma's a person who everyone likes,
she bought you a train and a bright, shiny bike.
But lately she hasn't been coming to dinner,
and last time you saw her she looked so much thinner.

Now, your mom and your dad said she moved to Peru,
but the truth is she died and some day you will too.
La-la-la-la-la…


Jólalagið hennar

Went to the store, sat on Santa's lap,
asked him to bring my friends all kind of crap.
Said all you need is to write them a song.
They haven't heard it, so don't try and sing along.
No, don't sing along.
Monica, Monica, have a happy Hanukah. (kann ekki að stafa)
Saw Santa Clause, he said hello to Ross.
And please tell Joey, Christmas will be snowy!
And Rachel and Chandler, have err-umm-glander!!


Betty og Neil

There was a girl, we'll call her Betty
And a guy, let's call him Neil
Now I can't stress this point too strongly
this story isn't real….
…Now our Neil must decide
who will be the girl he casts aside?
Will Betty be the one he loves truly
Or will it be the one who we'll call L-L-Lulie?
He must decide, he must decide
Even though I made him up he must decide.


AlmarD