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A parody of "Beauty School Dropout" from the musical GREASE, written by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey.
Dedicated to our favorite Victorian!
Set at the end of season three.
lyrics
Your story’s sad to tell, Ms. Helena G. Wells,
most mixed up Victorian on the block.
No bronze, you’re in the clear now. You want your old career now.
For being locked up, boy, you sure have style.
Warehouse 12 dropout, you might have lost your sanity.
Warehouse 12 dropout, and then you lied to, me and Pete.
When you stole Minoan’s Trident and you tried to blow the world up,
I just stood in front of you, told you to kill me and you froze up.
Leaving the Warehouse was a mistake and now I see
how much the Warehouse and you became a part of me.
Even as a hologram, you make my heart beat like a fool.
Too bad your body’s teaching English in high school.
Warehouse 12 dropout, Sykes stole you and the Janus Coin.
Warehouse 12 dropout, and then he whammied you to join.
But, he couldn’t take just anyone and put their life in danger.
So, he made you strap me in the lock designed by Caturanga.
Baby, don’t sweat it. It took some time for me to see,
couldn’t forget it, how much you really care for me.
I know you can’t stop. He’s got the crop. Just, please, don’t lose your cool.
Now, you can save me if you just change up the rules.
What an undoing. Can’t stop the bomb from the wheelchair.
What are you doing? We might be safe but you’re out there.
Now, the force field’s up. You’re standing tough. I’m wishing you could stay.
We would be Bering & Wells, solve puzzles, save the day.
Warehouse 12 dropout, wish I could save you.
Warehouse 12 dropout, wish I could save you.
Warehouse 12 dropout, somehow I’ll save you.
credits
released November 11, 2013
Warehouse 13, its characters and images are the property of Universal Pictures.
Parody written by Mo Morgan
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