The hills are alive, with the sound of Bices,
The neighborhood won't be the same for years;
The clink of a hundred bourbons and ices,
Five hundred cokes and a thou-sand beers!

My heart wants to make cele-brations with my relations far  and  near,
But most of all I want to call on re-lations one and all who could not...  be...  here;
Just to say Hi once a-gain, to Vincent and to Ken, "How's it up there,  How do you feel?"
Just to play golf with Bobbie...
...walk with Carolyn and Bo...
... laugh with Cliff, Clifford and Lu-cille!

The hills will sur-vive all our sins and vices,
Though mybe the Governor might call out the Guard;
So come on down from Heaven, you wild and crazy Bi - ces,
And help us Par - ty  Hard!