Here's the story of a man, Wayne Brady
Who was scheming with three other funny men
All of them had hair and bowled, like a mutha'
Except that schmuck, Colin

Here's the story of a man, Wayne Brady
Who was drinking Coke but spilt some that day
Then he snorted the Coke and asked, Whose..
Line Is It Anyway?

That day when Wayne Brady took his lunch break
He could not resist his love of puns
He sat upon two sticky biscuits
Then stood up and they became Wayne Brady's buns

Wayne Brady's buns
Wayne Brady's buns
He stood up and they became Wayne Brady's buns

Here's the story of a man, Wayne Brady
Who asked Drew if he'd like a Hawaiian Punch
Laughed his buns off liter'ly, then ate them and
Called himself a buttmunch

Here's the story of a man, Wayne Brady
Who was screaming, watch the pretty butter-fly
Then he tossed a stick of margarine
That hit Drew in the eye

That day when Wayne Brady took his lunch break
He made it so much more than a lunch
Dropped some grapes in his Fruit Of The Looms
And that's the way that they became Wayne Brady's bunch

Wayne Brady's bunch
Wayne Brady's bunch
That's the way they became Wayne Brady's bunch