(parody of "Strangers In The Night" by Frank Sinatra)
Soupy doopy doop,
Oh soupy doopy
Soupy doopy doop,
Oh soupy doopy
Strange things in my soup,
That's what I found there
Little tiny things
That move around there
Looking down I see,
They're looking up at me
Strange things can be seen,
They're scattered sparsely
Strange things that are green,
But are not parsely
In my bowl they've made
Their little aquacade
Soup was meant to be
Completely free of all extraneous debris
Except for now and then a noodle or some rice
But these things aren't nice
See them swimming, splashing, thriving,
Holy smoke, they're scuba diving
In my bouillabaisse
I looked and then I
Saw a tiny face
With large antennae
And I heard him say,
"Ooh, the soup is good today"
I let out a whoop,
I hollered, "Waiter, there are Strangers in my soup!"
And when he came I said, "Now I'm a connoisseur,
I ordered soup de jour"
He said, "Look, I'm just a waiter,
You need an exterminator
You ordered soup de jour,
I knew you dug soup
I brought the soup de jour,
Today it's bug soup
That explains the group
Of strangers in your soup"
Soupy doopy doop,
Oh soupy doopy
Soupy doopy doop,
Oh soupy doopy
Soupy doopy doop