This job is not to be believed
And I cannot believe my luck
I'm at the literary prime of my life
And I'm about to have the time of my life
Unless I'm easily deceived
Though Buddy doesn't tend to sugarcoat his comments
He's all right
All bark, no bite
I've always longed for a chance to be watching
A book of my own on the screen
To look up and see Stone on the screen
Would be better than fine
Sit with my wife in a crowd
As the credits are shown on the screen
In a frame all alone on the screen
It says Screenplay by Stine
For making movies out of books
They say that Buddy wrote the book
I can depend on him to give me some lip
But you can trust a guy who shoots from the hip
Out here where nothing's how it looks
It's hard to disregard a candid stand-up guy
Who skips the double talk
And lets you know exactly what he's thinking about you
And i can beat the odds
And meet his demands
Though I'm a stranger in
This strangest of lands.
This mad adventure I've begun
Is unlike anything i know
It's gonna be a lotta work
And lots of fun
And pots of dough

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