My Passover song to the tune of Hotel California...

by Scott Loeb
http://www.geocities.com/sldice/passover.htm

5 hours on the highway, I’m gonna be late 
I need the bread of affliction, that our fore fathers ate 
Gett’n ready for the Sedar,  ya I think its time 
My fathers stumbling all over, from that Manishevitz wine 
Then I went in the cubbard;  cut my food into bits 
And my mother almost flipped out, cause I was eating Chometz 
Then she lit up a candle, and she started to say 
Mah Nishtana, Halilah Ha zay 

Welcome to my families Passover 
Such a crazy place, many things to taste 
Plenty of room at my families Passover 
Happens once a year, I think Elijah’s here 

Were up to the main course, as I finish my Gefilted Fish 
Grandma’s guzzling water, cause I slipped her some horse radish 
My mother’s all happy, cause of the deal on Matzo 
She said at the store, if you buy one you get one free 
So I called for a toast;  As I picked up my wine 
But my drink was all gone,  I think Elijah’s sending a sign 
Then I heard his voice coming from far away 
He said I hate Manishevitz, throw me some Don Perrier 

Welcome to my families Passover 
Such a crazy place, many things to taste 
Having fun at my families Passover 
What a nice surprise, horseradish stings my eyes 
 
I think I ate to much, as I put down my spoon 
And I began to feel sad cause passover was over soon 
And the dinner was over, and it was time to begin 
Who would be the one to find the Aphecomen 
I don’t care if there are children, cause I need the money 
So I took my little cousin, and hid her up in a tree 
Thank god I found the Matzo,  it was under the grill 
I showed it to my father, and he gave me a 1 dollar bill