Narrator: And now it's time for the blues with Larry, the part of the show where Larry comes out and sings the blues!

 

Larry: Hey everybody! I'm gonna lay down some blues.

 

All sunshine and roses

No rain came my way

 

I said

All sunshine and roses

No rain came my way

 

My dad bought me ice cream

Oh happy, happy, happy-happy day!

 

I ate up that ice cream

Got some on my face

 

That's right! Right on my face!

 

I said

I ate up that ice cream

Got some on my face

 

Got some on the table

Oh happy-sticky, happy-sticky, happy, happy-sticky, happy place!

 

Blind Lemon Lincoln: Hey man! What you doing?

 

Larry: I'm singin' the blues!

 

Lincoln: Aw, man! The blues is for singin' when you feel sad!

 

Larry: But I don't feel sad!

 

Lincoln: Then you got no business singing the blues. Here, let me help you out. Take this. (Hands Larry ice cream.)

 

Larry: Cool! Ice cream! Thanks!

 

Lincoln: Now gimme back that ice cream! (Grabs ice cream and eats it.)

 

Larry: Y-you took my ice cream!

You took it from me

You took my ice cream

You took it away from me!

 

Lincoln: Oh, yeah. Now you getting' it. Now listen up! (Plays harmonica.)

 

Larry: But I'm still not sad! I'll just have a...cookie!

 

Lincoln: Aw, man, you almost had it! C'mon, like this:

 

You took away my ice cream

You took it away from me

My sweet, creamy ice cream

I don't care about no cookie! Whoo!

 

(Grabs cookie and smashes it with his guitar.)

 

Now, try it again.

 

Larry: My cookies and ice cream

They both gone away

 

Lincoln: That's right. Uh-huh. Feel it.

 

Larry: My cookies and ice cream

They both gone away

 

Lincoln: Aw, sweet man, sweet.

 

Larry: But that don't bother me none! I've got me my freshly-baked...strudel!

 

Lincoln: Strudel!? Man, you can't say "strudel" in the blues! They don't even rhyme.

 

Larry: Well, how about "poodle"? Cause I got a poodle!

 

Lincoln: Oh, no! Don't tell me you gonna eat that poodle!

 

Larry: Nah. I'm just gonna pet it. Pettin' poodles makes me happy!

 

Lincoln: Sorry, man. You way too happy to sing the blues. (Leaves.)

 

Polka man: Hello! Would you like to polka?

 

Larry: Sure! (Throws aside strudel.)

 

Don't got no ice cream

No cookies, no strudel

Don't got no ice cream

No cookies, no strudel

But I'm yodel-laydee-yodel-laydee-yodel-laydee happy-hoo

Just here with my poodle!

 

That right

I'm yodel-laydee-yodel-laydee-yodel-laydee happy-hoo

Just me and my poodle!

 

Poodle: Yip, yip!

 

Narrator: This has been the blues with Larry. Tune in next time---er, never mind. Larry's not likely to be singing the blues again anytime soon.

 

Poodle: Yip!