(Original: Pretty Fly For A White Guy)

Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)
Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)
Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)

And all the Gaidin say I’m pretty fly for an Aes Sedai
Kodome calichniye ga ni Aes Sedai hei

You know it’s kinda hard just to get along today
Whitecloak’s burnin’ witches got the people scared away
She may use the Source, and she may just fry your skull
But them Three Oaths have got ‘er fettered to be dull

So don’t debate, I know you heard her straight
You know she’s really, really stubborn anyway
See her utilize, those three Two Rivers guys
She’ll get her way, She’ll get her way!
Watch her set the bait, and then manipulate
Then she’ll always sympathize by blaming everything on fate
Let’s think of a budding rose, and
Hey, hey, do that Saidar thing!

Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)
Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)
Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)

And all the Gaidin say I’m pretty fly (For an Aes Sedai!)

You know she cannot lie, but she does a special trick - 
Every word is truthful but they’ve got a twisted kick
She tracks down all the Dragons and she gentles every one
But look, here comes a Darkfriend, now it’s time to have some fun!

The Ajah’s total eight, they all interrelate
And they all can modify the atmospheric state
See her sauté that con, deep-fry Ba’alzamon
She’ll get her way, she’ll get her way
Won’t let you dissipate, she will initiate 
A weave to fix your basal metabolic rate
Let’s think of a budding rose, and
Hey, hey, do that Saidar thing!

When she’s summoned by the Mother, now that you shouldn’t miss
She’ll always discuss salmon just to help her reminisce 
They say she’s got a lot of promise and she’ll probably be the best
And she’ll ensure ol’ Shai’tan has a cardiac arrest!

Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)
Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)
Bonded to my Warder (uh huh, uh huh!)

"Kjasic, inde muaghde Aes Sedai misain ye!"

And if you indicate, that you won’t yield to fate
Then she’ll drag you the Tower by somniferous sedate
She’s a crafty dame, she plays a brutal game
We’re all just pawns, we’re all just pawns 
Those she irritates, she always compensates
By taking charge over their personal estate 
Let’s think of a budding rose
Imagine a budding rose
Everybody likes a budding rose, and
Hey, hey, do that Saidar thing!

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