02x16 - The Lyin' in Winter

[bunniefuu]

[pizzicato notes playing]

[wind whistling]

♪ There's nothing like looking up
Looking up ♪

♪ And seeing little bits of white
In the sky ♪

♪ I wonder how I didn't seem to know
This would happen today ♪

♪ I always know it's gonna snow
Kinda weird, but okay, okay ♪

♪ Oh, snow
It's a joy that we all know ♪

♪ For snow days and ice ballets
We hope it stays and gently cascades ♪

[chorus] ♪ Ah, up to here
Ah, up to here ♪

♪ Get in your fill
Of sledding down a hill ♪

♪ Still hoping that it will keep falling
Right up to here ♪

What? Snow day.
I can't believe I didn't see it coming.

Is it just me
or does something feel off today?

Wait a sec. Now my violin's missing?
[sighs]

There's this old saying.
"Without his or her instrument,

a busker has no stories to tell,
past, present or future."

I'm sure that's just a myth,
but I should probably find it.

♪ Hey, Mom said to
Get the winter gear outta here ♪

♪ I think the rats ate through my hat
How 'bout that ♪

♪ Hey, Elwood
Are you checking the plows? ♪

♪ Well, they're frozen, but yes ♪

- ♪ Well, can you try to dig them out? ♪
- ♪ I will come to their rescue ♪

♪ Oh, no
Forgot how much I really hate snow ♪

- ♪ It's slippy ♪
- ♪ Quite nippy ♪

♪ Keeps trippin' me ♪

♪ We've had it nearly ♪

♪ Ah, up to here
Ah, up to here ♪

♪ Buses shut down
Can't get across town ♪

♪ Ground covered in a salt
That stains your coat up to here ♪

♪ Ah, this is embarrassing
But, um, up to here ♪

♪ I knew the whole plot
And now I do not ♪

♪ Help me find my violin
And tell me what is happening ♪

[bells jingling]

[chorus] ♪ It's a winter wonderland
Till it's a winter wonder landfill ♪

♪ Of slushy puddle food surprises
Mocking as it terrorizes ♪

♪ School is canceled quick
As your nanny calls out sick ♪

- ♪ Not safe to drive ♪
- ♪ We're stuck inside ♪

♪ I hope my snow wife comes alive ♪

♪ Can we all agree that snow is fun
For five-ish minutes? ♪

♪ If that ♪

♪ When you're in it
When you're in it ♪

♪ Ah, up to here
Ah, up to here ♪

♪ Oh, snow
It's a pain we all know ♪

[Birdie sighs, shivers]

Well, this little snowstorm I didn't know
about has turned into a full-on blizzard,

and it definitely isn't helping
my narrating.

Dang it, it's cold. [clears throat]

Anyway, um, what's her face… Uh, Paige!

Come on, Birdie. You know this stuff.

Paige just published her story
about Mayor Whitebottom's shady deal

to fund his campaign a few hours ago,

and she's waiting
for the comments to roll in.

Meanwhile,
I'm gonna keep looking for my violin

that may or may not determine my fate.

Refresh, refresh, refresh.

Ooh, oh! There's a comment.
Mama's got a comment!

Turns out Papa's got a comment too.
And by "Papa," I mean the mayor.

And by "comment,"
I mean a public, uh, comment.

And after I close out
some final bits of business today,

I will be resigning as mayor.

[reporters gasp, murmur]

It's time for some me time.
I wanna sleep in. I wanna watch TV.

I wanna freely say "butthole" again.

Butthole! See, I don't care anymore.

- Enjoy the new New York.
- [chattering]

Wait. He just resigned?

Be happy. You did it, Paige.
Your article forced the mayor to resign.

- I think we should celebrate.
- Nope. Something's off.

Why did he say enjoy the "new" New York?
What did he mean by that?

You're reading too much into this.

Whitebottom said he was resigning
at the end of the day

after he closes out some
"final bits of business."

So what? You think he's gonna sneak in
selling Central Park on his last day?

It's funny, I wasn't worried about it
until now when I said it,

and it felt so bad in my mouth.

Yeah. Since he's resigning,
he doesn't have to worry about reelection,

so he can do any shady deal he wants
on the way out.

Now all this dirt I got was for nothing.

I worked so hard on this story.
So many late nights. So few showers.

Paige, I know things don't look good,

but there's no way
the mayor's gonna sell the park today.

I mean, it's not like Bitsy suddenly
came up with a bajillion dollars.

Bitsy totally came up with
a bajillion dollars.

I mean, not a bajillion,
'cause that's not real.

But once Swiss billionaire
Ernst Von Gunten was on board,

Bitsy's rival hotelier Dory Sterling

and her coalition of other rich investors
came crawling.

What does it mean? [clears throat]
That's not a rhetorical question.

Is the park actually
gonna get sold to Bitsy?

What would happen to the Tillermans?
Why am I losing the plot?

[yells]
And why didn't I know that was coming?

Helen, watch where you're going.
You almost hit that moose.

I can't believe Jarvis couldn't make it in
to drive me today

because of a light dusting of snow.
What a wimp.

I wouldn't call this a light dusting.
The roads are pretty slick.

Should we get you to City Hall
to meet with the mayor

before they completely freeze?

No, I want to finish
driving through the park

to see how dumb it is one last time
before I make it cool.

My deal to buy this dump
is finally going through,

and I need to take inventory.

I'm going to dynamite that tree.
I'm gonna dynamite that tree.

- You getting all this, Helen?
- Yep.

It was all so simple.
All Whitebottom had to do was resign.

And now his reputation
doesn't mean diddly-squat,

so he finally has the trouser marbles

to do something as unpopular
as selling me the park. [laughs]

Oh, my God.
Is that what happiness feels like?

Did you ever find out
who else is in Dory Sterling's coalition?

Helen, here's your nose.
I found it in my business.

It doesn't matter!
I just want their money!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa!

[Bitsy] Oh, no!
I'm too young to die! [grunts]

[grunts] It's almost as if we shouldn't
have wasted time gloating in a blizzard.

Mmm. Worth it. Now get us out of here.
We have a park to buy.

If the park gets sold,
it doesn't need someone to tell its story.

Then I won't have a family
to guide and protect.

So it's not my missing violin
that's screwing up my narrating.

It's Bitsy.

[sighs] I hope this storm stops before
it's time to send Oswaldo on his way.

- You named your caterpillar?
- Well, technically he's a pupa, but yes,

Oswaldo is part of my science project
from school.

And he's about to hatch
into a beautiful butterfly.

Not a butterfly expert, but pretty sure
snow is, like, not great for a butterfly.

Oswaldo's a mourning cloak butterfly.
They're made for winter,

like hot cocoa
and Cher singing "O Holy Night."

I can't wait for him to start flapping
those beautiful wings

so he can butterfly "effect" some stuff.

Butterfly effect some stuff?

Is that where a butterfly flaps its wings
in South America,

and it leads to a big chain reaction
that makes a blizzard happen here?

Exactly. So much power in such tiny wings.

As we butterfly experts like to say,
pretty fly.

I'm not so sure a tiny thing
like a butterfly flapping its wings

can cause a huge change.

How dare you question Oswaldo's abilities.
He's like my son.

[groans] Still no signal. I think
we might have to walk to City Hall.

You sound so stupid right now.
Walk? I don't walk.

And certainly not
in conditions below 83 degrees.

[singsongy] But I know someone who does.

Now put those
yeti-like feet of yours to work

and find someone to get us back
on the road. We need to get to the mayor!

Cool idea to take this drive again.
I didn't want my toes anyway.

[Shampagne whines]

Oh, do you need to put a log on the fire?
You can walk him while you're out.

Mmm. I was hoping you'd make this worse.

Owen, I failed the park.
I failed the city, and I failed the world.

So I'm just gonna get drunk on mulled wine
and not fail at doing that.

Honey, it's not your fault.
Would anything cheer you up?

Nope. I mean, unless some sort of lead

that cracks
what Bitsy and the mayor are up to

knocks on the door right now.

[knocks]

Holy crap.

Uh, come in. Wh-What are you doing here?

Bitsy insisted on
driving through the park to yell at trees.

We hit some ice and we crashed.

I left her there with the heater on,
but we need to call a tow truck.

A tow truck's never
gonna come out in this.

- Well, we tried.
- Shampagne. Shampagne is in our house.

Welcome. Shall I give you the tour
which may include a doggy bed in my room

in case you needed to crash here?

I was heading to the Brandenham,

but I guess Shampagne
got a whiff of something

and dragged me this way
before I could stop him.

Yeah, that would probably be Cole.

I bet my decision to skip my shower
last night caused a chain reaction

that made Shampagne pick up my scent
and save him from the snow.

I'm never showering again.
I promise, Shampagne.

I butterfly "effected" you
right into my smelly arms.

Ugh, Bitsy shouldn't be out there.
This storm could start back up again.

So I guess someone needs to go get her.

Oops, look at that.
I'm already sitting down.

Great. Guess I'll have to find her
on foot. Where were you when you crashed?

I don't know. There was a tree that
kinda looked like a beardless Abe Lincoln

or a normal Abe Vigoda.

I know that tree. Hairless Abe.

Bitsy Brandenham, Owen Tillerman's coming
to get you, whether you like it or not.

Mmm. A lot of spunk
for not a lot of reward.

What is taking Helen so long? [gulps]

Damn it.
Am I gonna have to walk to City Hall?

God, I hope nobody sees me.

[grunts] Help! A rich person is
getting cold and wet! Help!

Great. She's not in her car.
She could be anywhere.

Oh. Never mind.
She only got to right there.

- [shivers]
- Bitsy! It's Owen Tillerman!

I'm here to rescue you!

Oh. It's you. I didn't recognize you
without your dumb shorts.

That doesn't bother me,
'cause I know that they're not dumb.

And you're welcome
for me coming to save your life.

Oh, did you want a trophy?
I'll call my trophy guy. Upsies.

- Okay. This is normal.
- [grunts] Stop talking. Stay still.

[Owen panting]

- [chuckles]
- What's so funny?

I'm just laughing
'cause I know something you don't know.

Uh-huh. [grunts] Well, good for you.

[chuckles] Okay, you win.
I'm gonna tell you.

The park deal is going through today.

Wait, Paige was right? I can't believe it.

Actually, I-I-I do believe it.
You can't do this, Bitsy.

What is wrong with you?
People need this place.

It's the heart of New York.

You're looking at this the wrong way,
park man.

It's an opportunity. Not just for me...
I mean, mostly for me, but for everyone.

Also, aren't you kind of sick
of fighting for this place?

What has it ever done for you?

♪ You don't understand
How much this piece of land means ♪

♪ And that's because you are mean ♪

♪ I mean, this place is an equalizer
Down to the fertilizer ♪

♪ The heart of the city that beats from
The streets with the people's spirit ♪

♪ Don't ya hear it?
This park is a lifeline ♪

♪ A friend of mine
Why would you let it die? ♪

♪ Um, one, for the money
Two, for the money ♪

♪ Three, tough luck, buddy
It's time to close ♪

♪ Four, because I want it
Five, so I can flaunt it ♪

♪ Six, I get to tell you
It's time to close ♪

♪ I'm pretty sure
I've been saying how for two years ♪

♪ This park is perfectly nice to buy
Want nature? Go to the Hamptons ♪

♪ Who needs trees
Where there could be mansions? ♪

♪ A bang and then a boom
Then no more boat house, no more zoo ♪

♪ Here a Wendy's, there a Friendly's
People come and spendy, spendies ♪

♪ One, you're diabolic
Two, an alcoholic ♪

♪ Three, can it really be time to close? ♪

♪ Soon you'll be evicted
Here, let me depict it ♪

♪ Kiss your park goodbye
'Cause it's time to close ♪

[chorus] ♪ In the middle of Manhattan ♪

♪ There's a giant shopping mall ♪

♪ We love to spend our money
In this massive urban sprawl ♪

- [Cole, Molly, Paige] ♪ Where do we go? ♪
- ♪ In the middle of Manhattan ♪

- ♪ They tore our castle down ♪
- ♪ There's a giant shopping mall ♪

- ♪ Bitsy razed it to the ground ♪
- ♪ We love to spend our money ♪

- ♪ And she ran us out of town ♪
- ♪ In this massive urban sprawl ♪

[Bitsy] ♪ And then one by one, surprise
It's two more huge high-rises ♪

♪ Three fast food franchises
And then, who knows? ♪

♪ Four offshore accounts
One family to denounce ♪

♪ At five o'clock tonight
It's the time to close ♪

Bitsy!

♪ I raised my kids here
Made my home here ♪

♪ Me and my family
Oh ♪

♪ Still, you erase the place I love most ♪

♪ In the world ♪

Well…

♪ One, go on, destroy it
Two, hope you enjoy it ♪

♪ Central Park ♪

♪ Take this place and off it
Sell it for profit ♪

♪ Central Park ♪

- ♪ k*ll the one asylum ♪
- ♪ Yes, for the money ♪

- ♪ Here upon this island ♪
- ♪ All for the money ♪

- ♪ Strip away the meadows ♪
- ♪ Money, money, money ♪

- ♪ Blow it up and bulldoze ♪
- ♪ It's time to close ♪

- ♪ Central Park ♪
- ♪ Yes, for the money ♪

♪ All for the money ♪

- ♪ Central Park ♪
- ♪ Money, money, money ♪

♪ It's time to close ♪

[chorus] ♪ All for the money
All for the money ♪

♪ All for the money
It's time to close ♪

It can just be hard sometimes competing
with a dog for Bitsy's affection.

The other day, I cleaned her
whole bathroom with a baby toothbrush

while she and Shampagne had a pizza party.

Let me ask you a question.
Don't think. Just answer.

If you could do anything,
what would you do?

I'd free dive with a great white shark.
No cage. Just face to face with a k*ller.

It would stare at me with its dead eyes
and I'd stare right back,

and in that moment,
I would know true freedom.

- Whoa. You're amazing.
- Yep.

Can I tell you something?
And maybe this is the mulled wine talking.

My plan was to get you drunk
so that you'd tell me

how I could stop Bitsy from buying
the park and ruining our lives.

I don't think I'm drunk.
I'm just talking a lot.

Am I talking a lot? I guess I am.
Well, now I am because I'm still talking.

Don't stop. Let it flow.

Truth is, I don't know if
there's anything you can do about Bitsy.

It's all getting finalized as we speak.

[gasps] I knew it. Damn, I'm good.
Oh, wait, that's awful.

Oh, I've got enough wine.
Anyway, say more words.

There's not much more to say.
The whole thing is over my head.

I mean, I heard from another maid

that one of Bitsy's big investors,
Dory Sterling, is dead broke.

Dory Sterling.

Wait. Stop... Stop looking things up.
I-I shouldn't have said anything.

So, Dory Sterling is part of an investment
group called Tumbleweed Worldwide and...

Wow! Here we go.

- Stop finding things.
- Never.

We made it.

I never thought living in a castle
could be so depressing,

- but you found a way.
- [grumbles]

Bitsy, thank God you're okay.

Hello, Bitsy.

Hello, woman whose name I refuse to learn.

I'm gonna break up this awkward moment

with some bad news.
Bitsy's buying the park today.

- You were right, Paige.
- I know.

But there is something Bitsy doesn't know.

I looked into Dory Sterling's
new investment group,

Tumbleweed Worldwide.

And guess who backs them. Come on, guess.

The North Koreans? The Mafia?

A Super PAC that is anti-literacy?

Believe me, it's all workable.

- Your brother, Ambrose.
- I don't believe it! How is that possible?

Why would that tiny little
Band-Aid of a man

do something like that?

- Ambrose?
- Hello, Bitsy.

I can't chat for long.
I'm on my way to City Hall.

You son of our mother!
I know what you're up to.

It's too late.
When the mayor signs this deal,

all of your assets will be owned
by Tumbleweed Worldwide.

That I'm in charge of.

You'll get your little park,
but I'll get what you cherish most.

- The Brandenham.
- You little colon polyp.

You know I brought
that hotel back from nothing.

Oh, does it mean that much to you?

I had no idea. Toodles.

Hmph. If I have to give up
the hotel, who cares?

The park is worth 500,000 hotels.

It doesn't sound like you mean that.

It seems like the Brandenham is...

And this is challenging to say,

because I was pretty sure
you were empty inside...

Is your heart.

Heart?

♪ This human string cheese ♪

♪ With his tiny knees ♪

♪ Tries to tug on my heartstrings
With his love of trees ♪

♪ But does it matter? No ♪

♪ Not a chance ♪

♪ His tears will pitter-patter
While my buttocks dance ♪

♪ Yet I'm somehow sad
By this pathetic dad ♪

♪ Is this not enough? ♪

♪ 'Cause now I own it ♪

♪ Fought for it ♪

♪ Then I got it, why bemoan it? ♪

♪ Ripping out the heart of the park
Should've brightened my life ♪

♪ But now all I feel
Is a backstabbing Kn*fe ♪

[Bitsy] ♪ Yes, I own it ♪

♪ But the Brandenham Hotel
I've groomed and grown it ♪

♪ It's the closest I've come
To having a child ♪

♪ And though those words
Make my tongue feel defiled ♪

♪ There's still something there
That I can't reconcile ♪

♪ That hotel is my life ♪

♪ So how will it feel if I don't own it? ♪

Hi. Wait a minute. Where am I?

Who are those people?
Why am I trespassing at a castle?

Oh, no. The park's going to get sold,
and we're gonna have to move.

And I won't be sort-of neighbors
with Shampagne anymore.

We'd become one of those
long-distance couples.

That's it.
We need to start a butterfly effect

that causes a chain reaction
that saves the park.

Or we figure out something to do
that will actually save the park.

We have a real-life butterfly.

- Let's see what he can do.
- Oswaldo's not even a butterfly yet.

He's still just a bunch
of caterpillar goo.

If we're gonna lose everything anyway,
why not just try?

Any little thing could be the difference.

Hmm. Okay. Come on, Oswaldo.

You can do it. Butterfly yourself.
Now! Okay, now.

[groaning]
I can't believe this is happening.

[slurps]

Look, Bitsy.

I know the park deal
will make you super rich

and probably even scarier
if that's possible…

At least there's a tiny upside.

Are you really willing to give up
your hotel to Ambrose for it?

[sighs] It sickens me to say this,

but you're right, Helen.
We have to stop Whitebottom

from signing that shady deal.

Is she saying "We"?
You're not really asking for our help?

- That would obviously be insane.
- This kind of stuff happens all the time.

Friends become enemies.

Enemies become people
who are going to help me.

Life's a rich pageant, okay?

Even if we were willing to help,
what can we do?

- Mayor Whitebottom betrayed you.
- Whitebottom's a coward.

I tried calling him, but he won't answer.

But if I can get in the same room,
I can change his mind.

If we can stop the Park League,
we can stop Ambrose's deal too.

You're just admitting all
the crimes, aren't ya?

Oh, give it a rest
for two seconds, Lois Lane.

Skinny guy, let's go.

Get me to City Hall before my brother
and save the hotel.

- Mush...
- No, don't like this.

- Kids, we'll be back.
- Hail Mary effort to save the park.

- I wanna come.
- What about Oswaldo?

[sighs] I wanna come too.

Well, thanks for trying anyway,
little guy.

We'll get our coats.

It's gotten worse.

There's so much snow. I'll get the shovel.

Darn it, Elwood.

You dig out the snowplow,
but you lose the keys?

It's just like what they used
to call you back home.

Always-loses-the-keys Elwood.

Uh, excuse me, sir. Is this your key?

Birdie, you found
the snowplow key. Thank you!

- Have we met before?
- Very funny, Birdie.

- There's just too much snow.
- [grunting]

We'll never make it to
the mayor's office to stop this deal.

Did you hear something?
Wait, is that the...

Elwood! I thought the snowplows
were buried?

I dug one out and then I lost the key.
But Birdie found it.

- He was acting kinda weird, and...
- Is everyone on your staff a maniac?

Get in this stupid plow and let's go.

[Ambrose] With the stroke of a pen,

I'll finally best my
sh*t glass-sized sibling,

and Father's legacy will be mine.

I don't wanna say "Whatever,"
so I'll go with, "Don't care."

I wanna get to the Cayman Islands
for my tee time.

So let's get this pen stroking.

Not so fast, Whitebottom.

Bitsy. What are you doing here?

Tear up that agreement right now,

or I'm going to tear you a new mayor hole.

It's too late, Bitsy. I win.

The Brandenham is mine.

Sorry, Bitsy.

Ambrose offered me so much money.
And I've got to look out for myself,

my family, and my mistress,
and my mistress's family.

Is that so? Well, if you thought
my article was bad,

just wait until I write an article
about your involvement

- with Tumbleweed Worldwide.
- Wait, how do you know about that?

You can't hide anything
from our mom. Trust me.

She'll find it and she'll bring it up
when you least expect it.

Shell corporations, tax dodges, bribery…

No, no, no. I'm just gonna keep saying no.

- You can't prove anything.
- If you sign that paper,

I'm gonna hound you
for the rest of your life.

And I'm gonna keep digging until I find
something that puts you in jail.

Sure, I'm just one little reporter,
but I will take you down.

[sighs] Man, you are such a bummer, lady.

Do you go around making
all mayors feel this bad?

Fine, I won't sign the deal.

- Wait, we had an agreement.
- Yes, but I have a new agreement now.

And that agreement is with myself
that I shouldn't go to jail.

Not just for me.
Also for my family and the mistress.

That's my mom, people. The mayor-slayer.

Wait, the Tillermans.

I know who they are, and I know they're...
They're gonna be okay.

[squeals] I can narrate again.

Which means… [gasps]
…the park is not getting sold!

Ha, my violin! [chuckles]
I'm back, baby. I'm back.

- You did it, Mom.
- Ha! You lose.

I bet your diaper is so full right now.

This isn't over.
One day the Brandenham will be mine.

And oh, how I'll laugh on that day.

[cackles] That's how I'll laugh.

I guess I should go officially resign now.

I'm swimming with
the dolphins in, like, six hours.

Oh, also butthole.

Well, Bitsy,

you... you did a nice thing
somehow, helping the park.

Maybe there's some goodness in there.

Oh, I'm definitely still
gonna buy the park

your wife with the bad hairdo
just saved, four-eyes.

I'll find the money again.

And when I do, that park will be up
to its butt in Sephoras and Quiznos.

Well, when you try it,
I'll be there to stop you.

With my shorts pulled high.

Well, it was nice chatting with you.

Hopefully your hangover
isn't too bad tomorrow.

I'm the daughter of dockworkers.

Mulled wine is like apple juice to me.
I wasn't even close to tipsy.

Wait, really?
Then why'd you tell me all that stuff?

I didn't trust this deal.

If Bitsy lost the Brandenham Hotel,
she'd take it out on me.

And that's not great for my
long-term plan of getting all her money.

- So I needed you to help me.
- Oh. Huh.

So while I was mulling you,

it turns out you were actually lulling me.

Look at you, all stealthy.

Talk about a great white shark.

I know. Those sharks better
watch their backs,

'cause Helen's coming for 'em.

What a day!

First snow of the season fell.

We had hot cocoa.

Did anything else happen?

Hmm, not sure. But we saved Central Park.

Yes, we did.

- Hey, Birdie.
- Owen. Paige.

And your children, Molly and Cole.

I know you all!

And we know you. You okay?

It was touch and go, I'm not gonna lie.
But yes, I am okay now.

- How about you guys?
- Yeah, we're good.

Wait, what's that, Owen?
You said you want me to play something?

Uh, didn't say that. But sure.

[man] ♪ Sunshine, sun ♪

♪ Sunshine on a snowy day ♪

♪ The park is ours, protect at all costs ♪

♪ John with the Lennon, just Imagine ♪

♪ If I could hear you, if nature talked ♪

♪ I wanna dance with somebody
I wanna celebrate I wanna party ♪

♪ Who's gonna stop me
I'm on my way ♪

- ♪ So turn it up, and sing along ♪
- [man] ♪ Turn it up ♪

♪ Hold hands in the park ♪

♪ This is where it all starts ♪

♪ Hey, now
Came with the g*ng ♪

♪ Cool like a fan
And we came to celebrate ♪

♪ I say "Hey, now" ♪

♪ Even if we fall
We're gonna spring back ♪

♪ Like we're flowers in New York ♪

♪ This park is made for us ♪

♪ The perfect place for us
And I say "Hey, now" ♪

♪ Tell me, is it me? ♪

♪ Or did you feel the same when
The love came and rained on us? ♪

♪ Hey! We got pride
We on 5th ♪

♪ Appreciate the tip ♪

♪ We alive unified
We will never separate ♪

- [Owen] ♪ Oh, no ♪
- ♪ Every morning when they jog ♪

♪ I be a bird on the watch ♪

♪ An apple high in the sky ♪

♪ Gonna take a bite ♪

♪ Hold hands in the park ♪

♪ This is where it all starts ♪

♪ Hey, now
Came with the g*ng ♪

♪ Cool like a fan
And we came to celebrate ♪

♪ I said, "Hey, now"
Tell me, is it me? ♪

♪ Or did you feel the same
When the love came and rained on us? ♪

[Wyclef Jean] ♪ Glory days
When my DJ used to play ♪

♪ And we would do it out in the park ♪

♪ Glory days when my DJ used to play ♪

♪ And we would do it out in the park ♪

[woman] ♪ We would do it
Out in the park ♪

[Molly, Owen] ♪ I wanna dance
With somebody ♪

- ♪ I wanna celebrate, I wanna party ♪
- [Gary] ♪ Hey! ♪

[Paige] ♪ So turn it up, so turn it up ♪

- [Cole, Molly] ♪ Turn it up, turn it up ♪
- ♪ Turn it up, and sing along ♪

♪ Hold hands in the park ♪

- ♪ This is where it all starts ♪
- ♪ Hey, now ♪

♪ Came with the g*ng ♪

♪ Cool like a fan
And we came to celebrate ♪

♪ I say "Hey, now"
Tell me, is it me? ♪

♪ Or did you feel the same
When the love came and rained on us? ♪

- [woman] ♪ Came and rained on us ♪
- [Owen] ♪ Hey, now yeah ♪

- [woman] ♪ Yeah ♪
- ♪ On us ♪