Mr. Lunt: And what would you like to drink?

Larry: I'll just have water, please. And could I have it in a glass this time?

Mr. Lunt: Hmm, Let me check my records…

(scrolls over pages on his notepad with stains)

Just as I suspected

Good thing I stopped and checked it

My pad is stained and blotted

From liquids you spilt on it

I’m afraid the jig is up…

You must use a sippy cup

Larry: STOP!!

Don't bring me a sippy cup

Haven't spilled since yesterday
Water won’t stain anyway

Bring a mug

Bring a jug

Just don't bring… a sippy cup

Mr. Lunt: Hmm, let me check with the busboy…

(leaves offscreen to talk with the busboy)

Is he the one?

(both Mr. Lunt and Jimmy show up)

Jimmy: IT'S YOU!!

Every time I fill it

He turns around and spills it

I've brought a hundred blotters

'Cause you can't hold your waters
This time I'm not mopping up…

Both: You must use a sippy cup

Larry: NO!

Don't bring me a sippy cup

They’ll be making fun o’ me

Put a pail in front o' me

Bring a mug

Bring a jug

Just don’t bring… a sippy cup

Mr. Lunt: Well, I could ask the Maitre D'…

(Mr. Lunt and Jimmy vanished for a few seconds until Madame Blueberry arrives')

Blueberry: Zees is impos-see-blay

He puddles up ze cafe
You take me for a fool?

A restaurant's not a pool

Take his glass and lock it up

All three: Ze pickle gets a sippy cup

Larry: Wait!!

Don’t bring me a sippy cup

This time I'm not gonna spill

Jimmy: I'm pretty sure he will

Larry: Spilling soda's not a crime

If it is, I'll do time

Just don't bring… a sippy cup

(the music becomes slower, with the lights dimming, and a judge's stand show up with Mr. Nezzer on it)

Nezzer: Order, order in the court

I judge you the clumsy sort

By the dictates of our laws

I sentence you to safety straws

(telephone rings, and Jimmy brings it to the judge)

Jimmy: It's the Governor

Nezzer: (answering the phone) Yes, I see. Very well. Thank you, Governor. (closes the phone) Ahem…

Give me back that sippy cup

You've been granted sippy stay

Larry: This must be my lucky day

Chorus: This must be his lucky day

Nezzer: Bring a mug

Bring a jug

Jimmy: I'll bring an absorbent rug

Chorus: You don't need… a sippy cup

(Mr. Lunts shows up with a wine glass filled with grape juice)

Mr. Lunt: Compliments of the house, grape juice

Larry: Grape juice? (Dramatic zooms between some of the characters and Larry as starts to drink the grape juice, only to spill it all over others) Oops! Sorry!

Narrator: This has been silly songs with Larry. Tune in next time to hear Larry say: I'll take that sippy cup!