Amanda Bynes channels Lucille Ball
By Brenda G., Monday, July 26, 2010Trending Now, Oh Lucy What Shall I Do?

Lucy, she says, what do I do now?
Johnny is lost at sea and the Black Pearl
Is in repair, flood damage from the last storm
I lost my job and died my hair, and now
I’ve retired and there isn’t a thing to do.
Ivanka didn’t recoil when Daddy Donald
And Mother dearest, Ivana, divorced, no
She continued marching on through the media muck
And now has launched a handbag and footwear line
Oh Lucy, what shall I do? The future looked
Grim once to Ameila Earnart too, but what did she
Do when they told her no, that’s not for a woman
Like you, instead she flew and flew and left
Her life and love, and all that she knew
Behind, and took flight that once last time.
Oh Lucy, whatever shall I do? Look at the Duchess of York
In debit to her teeth selling off secrets two by two
First, she dumps Andrew, sexy and true, maxs out her credit line
All while the Queen smiles and wave, she whispers to
Charlie, no more can she have, lock the doors and hide the silver.
Having nothing to do, she writes Dieting with the Duchess,
Books and movies too, now she’s negotiating with Oprah
Oh Lucy, I haven’t a clue
Since the Iphone app I wanted isn’t approved
I want it, I want it, I do, I do.
Lucy, a girl's gotta do what a girl has got to do,
Thelma told Louise, the open road is where
We need to be. Now I am thinking, Lucy
The Ford Explorer I drive isn’t me, it’s a
Manly-man wannabe car, not a soon to be
Unretired starlet like me car. Oh Lucy,
I know what to do. I’ll finish my degree
On line and star in a movie and dream of
Bill Compton, and hope Sookie is turned.

















