You always tell yourself, 'No way. Not me. Nope. I'll never write a
songfic.'


Sooner or later, you feel really stupid.










He was trainin' with his lazy father
In some big ol' Chinese mountain range
At some pools with a bunch of bamboo poles
Saw somethin' really strange
When a panda busted out of the pool
Ranma didn't want to stay around
But that stupid freakin' panda
Knocked him where a girl had drowned

Curse on the water, Ranma in the sky
Curse on the water...

They went back to Tokyo
Caught in an awful mess
The purple-haired bimbo hot on their tail
Wouldn't find them at their new address
They got there as a bear and a girl
But by the end of the day
Their little secret had gotten out
And Ranma had a fiancee

Curse on the water, Ranma in the sky
Curse on the water...





[Of course, the song which this is set to, 'Smoke on the Water', belongs to
Deep Purple and...whatever record company holds the rights to the song this
week. Probably Warner.]