I love pretty pink mares they make me feel so good I love tri colored hair it makes me feel so bad When they're around they make me feel Like I'm the only colt in town I love pretty pink mares they make me feel so good
They don't care if I'm a role playing gamer They're not frightened by my shy exterior
They don't ask me questions They don't want to scold me They don't look for answers They just want to hold me Isn't this fun Isn't this what life's all about Isn't this a dream come true Isn't this a nightmare too
(Repeat first verse)
They don't care about my inclinations They're not frightened by my revelations
Uh oh take a second take Uh oh it's a mistake Uh oh I'm in trouble Uh oh that pink mare was just so pretty
Too pretty, too pretty, too pretty Isn't this what life's all about Isn't this a dream come true Isn't this a nightmare too...
And I don't care what ponies say And I don't care what ponies think And I don't care how we look walking down the street
I believe bats' depravity goes further than even this theme song. Indeed, only this classic song by the by the late, great Eartha Kitt properly expresses the horror that is bats.
As interpreted by Shining Armor
I love pretty pink mares they make me feel so good
I love tri colored hair it makes me feel so bad
When they're around they make me feel
Like I'm the only colt in town
I love pretty pink mares they make me feel so good
They don't care if I'm a role playing gamer
They're not frightened by my shy exterior
They don't ask me questions
They don't want to scold me
They don't look for answers
They just want to hold me
Isn't this fun
Isn't this what life's all about
Isn't this a dream come true
Isn't this a nightmare too
(Repeat first verse)
They don't care about my inclinations
They're not frightened by my revelations
Uh oh take a second take
Uh oh it's a mistake
Uh oh I'm in trouble
Uh oh that pink mare was just so pretty
Too pretty, too pretty, too pretty
Isn't this what life's all about
Isn't this a dream come true
Isn't this a nightmare too...
And I don't care what ponies say
And I don't care what ponies think
And I don't care how we look walking down the street
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat first verse)
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You are a witch. Only some dark creature of the night could reply that quickly.
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A spectacular representation of the fiend in song form.
(Breaking character for a moment: Posted, that song's stuck in my head now, and that's an awful thing to do to another person. For shame. )
I believe bats' depravity goes further than even this theme song. Indeed, only this classic song by the by the late, great Eartha Kitt properly expresses the horror that is bats.