And now you know the plot
We're An-I-man-I-acs
Dot is cute and Yakko yaks
Wakko packs away the snacks
While Bill Clinton plays the sax
We're An-I-man-I-acs
Meet Pinky and the brain
Who want to rule the universe
Goodfeathers flock together,
Slappy wacks 'em with her purse
Buttons chases Mindy
While Rita sings a verse
The writers flipped
We have no script
Why bother to rehearse
We're An-I-man-I-acs
We have play for play contracts
We're zany to the max
There's baloney in our slacks
We're An-I-man-ee
Totally and zany
Here's the shows namey
An-I-man-I-acs
Those are the facts!