Somehow they Called Me on a Mission
To the tune of "I Hope They Call Me on a Mission"
Somehow they called me on a mission
Because I had grown a foot or two.
I guess they thought that I was ready
To teach and preach and work like missionaries do.
I went abroad to teach the gospel
And take some pictures of the view.
When I get home I will be ready
To show my slides all night like missionaries do.
A special spirits waiting for me
For two long years she will be true.
But you can bet her heart will wander
She'll drop you like a rock like girlfriends always do.
I hope that you all go on missions
And loose a patch of hair or two.
I guess by then we will be ready
To steal your girl like return missionaries do.