So on the ride home from school, I was listening to "Bluebird" by Paul McCartney & Wings and *ding* inspiration struck. I ran inside and crafted some new lyrics. I made a YouTube video and forwarded it to somepony who may or may not be named Poni1Kenobi. He shared it with some friends who he likes to play music with. He got back to me and said the following:
Me reading that:
So here it is, the final fruits of our labors: Bloomberg.
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Lyrics
Late at night in your sleeper car,
I'll be coming inside for.
the tree that I adore,
You're my Bloomberg,
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Touch your leaves with a magic kiss,
and a nuzzle on your branch.
far away from the good old ranch.
You're my Bloomberg,
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[Chorus]
Bloomberg (x3) x2
Bloomberg, Bloomberg, Blooooomberg.
Riding through the midnight hour,
As we head across the plains.
Sleep away those traveling pains.
Who's my Bloomberg?
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're Bloomberg, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[Chorus]
Don't listen to Rarity!
Bloomberg, don't you see?,
You're a big, strong apple tree.
[Chorus]
On a hill in Appleoosa,
You sit so proud and high.
as the buffalo run by.
You're my Bloomberg,
You're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg, you're my Bloomberg.
Singin' Bloomberg (x3) x2
Bloomberg, Bloomberg, Bloooooomberg.