Courtney: Up!
Courtney and Izzy: Up!
Courtney, Izzy, and Sierra: Up!
Courtney, Izzy, Sierra, and Lindsay: Up!
Harold: Sing!
Harold and Cody: Sing!
Harold, Cody, and DJ: Sing!
Harold, Cody, DJ, and Tyler: Sing!
Heather, Leshawna, Bridgette, Courtney, Izzy, Sierra, and Lindsay: We're flying.
Alejandro, Noah, Harold, Cody, DJ, and Tyler: And singing.
Everyone except for Gwen, Duncan, Ezekiel, and Owen: We're flying and we're singing!
Sierra: Come fly with us!
Sierra and Cody: Come fly with us!
Izzy: We've got a lot 'o crazy tunes to bust! Haha!
Bridgette: Come fly with us!
Bridgette and Lindsay: Come fly with us!
Alejandro: It's a pleasure, and an honor, and a must.
Duncan: Dudes, this is messed. You're canto in a plane.
Harold: What did tu expect? Chris is freaking insane. Ah!
Gwen: Yeah, but, guys, you're canto on TV!
Courtney: Haven't tu always wanted to? It can't just be me!
Me: I'd rather be relaxing, chillaxing anything is better!
DJ: Come fly with us!
DJ and Leshawna: Come fly with us!
Heather: Do tu know how to steer this thing!?
Chef Hatchet: I try.
Ezekiel: They thought they could leave me and depart, but this stowaway's got winning in his heart!
Featured Quote: Noah: Come fly with us! Come die with us!
Owen: We're flying?! I hate flying! Stop the plane! (Gets hit on the head with a frying pan courtesy of Chris)
Sierra, DJ, Cody, and Heather: Come fly with us! Come sing with us!
Gwen and Duncan: No!
Chris McLean: Anyone care for a copy of the season three rules? Because in order to escape instant elimination-
Bridgette: All contestants must sing in each show!
Courtney: Duncan, do it! Let's go!
Cody: Gwen, sing it! Don't go!
Gwen: Well, I don't wanna go home. Come fly with us! Come fly with us! Come and fly with us!
Courtney: Duncan, come on! Please?
Duncan: This sucks!
Everyone except for Duncan, Owen, and Ezekiel: Yeah!

Alejandro: No need to get crazy. It's lovin' time at last!
Cody, Noah, Tyler, DJ, and Alejandro: tu don't wanna eat us up.
Owen: We're mostly full of gas. No, no!
Gwen, Courtney, Heather and Me: It's mating time for scarabs.
Leshawna: So, what'cha waiting on?
Izzy: Just ignore us humans!
Cody: Ooooo.
All (except Bridgette and Ezekiel): And make out till the break of dawn!
Alejandro and Cody: It's lovin' time.
Gwen, Courtney, Heather and Me: Lovin' time, lovin' time...
Alejandro: Scarab mating season.
Alejandro and Cody: It's lovin' time
Gwen, Courtney, Heather and Me: Lovin' time, lovin' time...
Alejandro: Scarabs, get busy now...
Harold: It's lovin' time.
Gwen, Courtney, Heather and Me: Lovin' time, lovin' time...
All (except Ezekiel): Scarab mating season.
Cody: It's lovin' time.
Gwen, Courtney, Heather and Me: Lovin' time, lovin' time...
All (except Ezekiel): Scarab mating season!
Ezekiel: Seasonal, eh!? Whoa, no wait!

Alejandro: Mm, mmm. cocodrilo amigos, what'cha swarmin' for?
Courtney: We don't mean to bug you!
Gwen: Please let us reach the shore!
Camel: (honks twice)
Lindsay: These crocs are getting killy!
Harold: Just bop 'em on the nose! I learned that in Muskrat Boys, it vanquishes all foes!
Ezekiel: No!
Alejandro: It's rowin' time!
Everyone else: Vanquishin'! Vanquishin'!
Everyone: cocodrilo season!
DJ: It's rowin' time!
Everyone else: Crocodiles! Crocodiles!
DJ: Tell me I'm not sinkin'!
Cody and Me: Yeah, it's rowin' time!
Everyone else: Sinkin' in, sinkin' in!
Everyone: cocodrilo season!
Alejandro: It's rowin' time!
Everyone else: Rowin' time! Rowin' time!
Sierra: Til the Amazons...
Team Amazon: Wiiiiiiiiiin! Yeah!

Courtney: We're canto as we're falling!
Heather: While some are cannon-balling!
Izzy: Yeah!
Alejandro: Our lives begin to flash before our eyes!
Noah and Owen: We might just go ka-blooey!
Harold and Tyler: Get smushed and become chewy!
Everyone: 'cept there's tons we wanna do before we die!
Leshawna: Billionairess!
Cody: Billiard's Champion!
DJ: Make it inicial to see my momma!
Sierra: Marry Cody!
Bridgette: Catch a barrel!
Lindsay: Be an actress in a drama!
Courtney: Corporate lawyer!
Gwen: Prom destroyer!
Harold: Be a ninja with throwing stars!
Alejandro: Lion tamer!
Owen: New comida namer!
Tyler: Repairman for the parallel bars!
Noah: But first we must cease dropping, our goal here would be stopping!
Izzy: Before we smash into the ground from the sky!
DJ: Flat into little pieces!
Harold: Heads merged with our feet-ses!
Leshawna: That would really suck and here's why:
Bridgette and Me: We'd like to keep on living!
Alejandro: So Chris, We hope you're giving:
Sierra: Some wings!
Courtney: A jetpack!
Gwen: A rift in time!
Heather: Parachute!?
Noah: Waterbed!
Me: A giant pillow
Tyler: A trampoline!
Izzy: Springy shoes!
Alejandro: Rocket boots!
Lindsay: Flying squirrel!
Leshawna: Bubble bath!
Lindsay: I change to bubbles, too!
DJ: Momma!
Owen: Pizza! No! Chips and some dip will do!
Everyone: Cause there's still so much to do before we die! Yeah, we dicho it! There's still so much to do, there's still so much to do, there's still so much to do before we die! Yeah!

Bridgette: The strings of my corazón are a enredados mess!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: Oooh, mess!
Bridgette: It's beating so hard, it's jumping outta my chest!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: Oooh, chest!
Bridgette: I tried to fit two men in my soul!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: Oooh, soul!
Bridgette: I ended up stuck to a pole!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: She got stuck! Should've ducked! Worst of luck! Stuck, stuck to a pole!
Bridgette: I fell for every little thing that he said!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: Oooh, said!
Bridgette: And when I closed my eyes, he jumped on a sled!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: Oooh, sled!
Bridgette: He's moved on, I'm still stuck in this place!
Courtney, Gwen, and Heather: Oooh, place!
Bridgette: Would someone pour warm water down my face?!
Courtney, Gwen, Heather, Sierra and Me: She got stuck! Should've ducked! Worst of luck! Stuck, stuck to a pole!
Stuck, stuck, stuck to a pole!


Courtney: What's not to amor about New York City?
The taxis honk out a New York ditty!
The crime is high!
The pigeons fly!
What's not to amor about New York?
Owen: The lights are brighter!
The fun is funner!
The bagels are bagel-er,
And the bums are bummer!
The dirt and grime make every alley shine!
What's not to amor about New York? Oops!
Lindsay: The stores, and the fashion!
Big shows where stars cash in!
It's crazy, 'cause the city never sleeps!
DJ: Dance break!
Lindsay: For the amor of dance, stop!
Heather, Sierra, Gwen,Courtney and Me: Subway trains, and the hustle-bustle!
Heather, Sierra, Gwen, Courtney, Lindsay,Leshawna and Me: Cappuccinos while the mobsters tussle!
Owen: And galleta salada, pretzel stands for all us galleta salada, pretzel fans!
Noah: Whoa, hot, hot, hot!
Owen: What's not to love?
Owen and Lindsay: What's not to love?
Owen, Lindsay, Courtney, Heather, Sierra, Noah, Gwen and Me: What's not to amor about New York?

Noah: Keep it down, so I can win the loot!
Owen: Try, I will. But I still got to fart! No toot!
Noah and Heather: Shhhh!
Heather: Toot on, but you're still out of luck. tu suck the limón chuck.
Gwen: Wait till you're voted out for being such a lout!
Courtney: I'll dance a jig when Chris shoves tu out the plane!
Me: tu better look out o something will happen to you!
Alejandro: When tu don't hold back and lead the pack, truly there is nothing stopping you, you, you.
Leshawna: Swimming in your eyes, it's butterflies, and suddenly there's nothing I can't do. Sorry, Harold.
Lindsay: Wait, something's itching in my brain! Someone's back in the game! My former flame! And Tyler's your name! You're Tyler just the same! Oh, Tyler, Tyler, Tyler, Tyler back tu came.
Tyler: tu remember me? Ha! She remembers me! YEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!


Heather: We should have just gone left. We wouldn't be in this mess!
Sierra: I dicho so too, but then Gwen used Cody's epipen!
Heather: Now if he gets bitten...
Cody: My obituary's written!
Sierra: Oh, what would I do then?
Gwen: (rapping) Tied up, rope is no joke!
Spears in our face, get us out of this place.
Ain't having the luck that I anticipated.
Probably means I'm eliminated. Yeah, I’m out!
Me: O-o-out! Ooh, ooh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Alejandro: We're heading down to Newfoundland, that rocky eastern shore!
Owen: I'll have the shrimp, mussels, cod, and the langosta thermidor!
Gwen and Me: We can't get a thing to bite, so we better get there first!
Courtney: Row harder, faster, both of you. For the win, work up a thirst! Stroke, stroke, stroke!
Heather: It's a sea shanty, and it's darn catchy! Yes! Go on, DJ, your turn! (DJ silently shakes his head)
Tyler: Izzy, you're a nut-bar, but tu sure can catch a fish!
Izzy: Thanks, there, B'y, you're right kind to my partner, he's Irish. And if tu want the siguiente drill, he's all yours!
Sierra and Cody: Trying our best, Courtney, our arms are getting fried!
Gwen: Courtney, do tu see?
Courtney: Could it be? Steer hard starboard side!
Heather: It's a sea shanty, and it's darn catchy!
DJ: No, tu can't catch me, with a sea shanty!

Owen: It's creepy how they stand there,
and don't even blink!
I don't wanna see his bum, all naked and pink!
Noah: hola buddy,
Can we bribe you,
to strip yourself down?
Owen: Yum-Yum Happy Go Time Fish?
Noah: Don't kill him, tu clown!
Courtney: No way, I can't strip him,
Duncan will freak!
Heather: And I'm allergic to uniforms.
Me: Okay, that's just weak.
Sierra: I made a vow that Cody's the only man for me!
Gwen: Okay, so then I have to do it? Uh, hello!? Injury!? Ow!
Courtney: If we're gonna find that clue...
Heather: There's only one thing to do!
Sierra: Force someone to strip him down!
Courtney, Heather, and Sierra: And, sorry, Gwen, that's you!
Gwen: Ow! Oh, wait!
Noah: If we're gonna find that clue...
Owen: There's only one thing to do!
Noah: Force someone to strip him down!
Owen and Noah: And Tyler, dude, that's you!
Gwen: Sierra! Look! It's Cody!
And I think he wants to strip!
Sierra: Poor honey! Quick, get out of those things.
And that will help, I bet.
Gwen: Yeah, we're gonna find that clue.
Heather: We're doing what Chris proposed!
Courtney: Force someone to strip him down!
Courtney, Heather, and Gwen: Cause' if we don't, we're hosed!
Courtney: Totally ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-osed!

Courtney: Boyfriend kisser!
I thought she was my friend,
But now it's time to diss her!
Sure we had some fun times,
But I'm not gonna miss her now!
Heather: Boyfriend kisser!
Courtney: You're gonna get
What's coming to you
If it's the last thing
I ever do-oo-oo!
Heather: That's right!
That's right!
Courtney and Heather: That's right!
That's right!
Me: There's no need to be mean!
Courtney: Let's go a little back!
We captured Duncan in a sack.
Heather: And had a laugh attack
When tu stretched me on the rack!
Courtney: All those times tu made me smile,
tu wanted my man
All the while!
Sierra: Duh! It was so obvious.
Courtney and Heather: Boyfriend kisser!
Courtney: You're not my new sister!
You're a pus-y, gothy, nasty blister! Oh!
Heather: Boyfriend kisser!
Courtney and Heather: You're gonna get what's coming to you!
Courtney: If it's the last thing I ever do-oo-oo!

Heather: Shearing sheep, don't be a creep,
It's the only way we'll fly first, peeps.
Win the game, don't be so lame,
Try to lose this and your face I'll maim!
Me: Back to my hometown, looking like a clown, so I hope I don't get, recognised!
Courtney: Shear the sheep, then, with a smile,
Make yourself a giant woolly, woolly, woolly pi-ile!
tu had your chance and tu turned him down,
So don't be giving me no cranky frowns!
Heather, Courtney, Gwen and Me: We are shearing sheep!
We are shearing sheep!
We are shearing sheep!
We are shearing sheeeeep!
Sierra: Eeeeee!
Cody: Woah-oo-oo!
Heather: Shearing oveja instead of you,
Only cause tu don't have any, a-tattoos!
I'll find a logo, we'll win again,
And I'll be here, until the amargo, amargos end!
Heather, Courtney, Gwen and Me: We are shearing sheep!
We are shearing sheep!
We are shearing...
Yeaaahhhhh!
Sierra: Ahhhh!

Heather: They're way ahead, so we've got to go!
Courtney: We've got to build something to sail, something we can row-ow!
Sierra: It doesn't have to be a boat!
Heather, Sierra, and Courtney: As long as it stays afloat!
Oh, why did we build Gwen's face?!
Alejandro and Duncan: It's almost ready, to set sail!
Duncan: Just hammering in the final nail!
Heather, Courtney, and Sierra: Ohh, ohh, ohh!
Owen: We really did this fast!
Alejandro and Duncan: Soon we'll be back in first class!
Alejandro, Duncan, and Owen: Because they built Gwen's face!
Heather, Courtney, and Sierra: We built Gwen's face!
Alejandro, Duncan, and Owen: We're gonna take first place!
Heather, Courtney, and Sierra: Because we built Gwen's face!
Me: Aaaa-eee-yeah-eee-yeah!
Heather and Courtney: We built Gwen's face! (held until the final note)
Sierra: Eee-yeah-eee-yeah-eee-yeah-eee-yeah!

Blaineley: Blain-Blain-Blain-Blain-Blainerific, is my name. Dishing dirt is my game. Invading your TV with my Blainelicious frame!
Owen: The Blainerific! S-s-so terrific!
Blaineley: I'm fa-fa-famous. I'm famous!
Courtney: This is so against the rules, does Chris think we're a bunch of fools?
Chris: Rules? This ain't no Sunday School! Miss Thang up there's a rating's jewel!
Owen: The Blainerific!
Heather: M-M-Make me si-ick!
Blaineley: I'm fa-fa-famous. I'm famous! Get me a half fat, no foam latte steamed to a hundred-two, heat! I'm quite specific.
Owen: She's Blainerific!
Duncan and Me: So-so horrific.
Blaineley: I'm fa-fa-fam-
Cody: Who's that girl again?
Blaineley: WHAT?! Who am I? Who am I?! Who are you? I'm the host of the perrito, cachorro Bachelorette, I was nominated for a Gemmie Award, I interviewed tu for Celebrity Manhunt! It's a fact and scientific, that I'm still Blainerific.
Heather and Courtney: She's not so famous. Turns out she's not so famous!

Chris: A little Chinese lesson, for you. Manman chi means "enjoy your meal."
Everyone (except Sierra and Courtney): Manman chi. It's no raw deal.
Cody: Is it roasted eel?

Chris:Manman chi, it's time to dine.
Blainley, Alejandro, Heather, Duncan and Me: Manman Chi it won't be very fine.
Me: Somethings coming back up and it's definetly mine!

Chris: Manman chi means "bon appetite."
Blaineley, Alejandro, Heather, and Duncan: Manman chi. What do we have to eat?
Heather: It's still moving its feet!

Chris: Manman chi. It's cena for four.
Blaineley, Alejandro, and Duncan: Manman chi. We've got room for more.
Duncan: I think I'm nearly done for.

Chris: Manman chi. Don't get the squirts.
Blaineley and Alejandro: Manman chi. We'd rather eat our shirts!
Heather: Wait, stop!

Blaineley and Alejandro: Manman chi. (off-key) Manman chi-i-i.
Chris: They amor to eat on The Yangtze. Manman chi. Manman.. Wha-?
Blaineley and Alejandro: (both gag and vomit)
Sierra: Cody's in first class with me and my Love-me teaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Heather: Well, it's a beautiful día on the Serengeti. The perfect time to snag a pup.
I'll find Zeke and win this dumb game, as soon as my leg wakes up. Ah!
Alejandro: Going alone just makes tu look sad and pathetic. Plus, you'll die without a trace.
Heather: Hey!
Duncan: We teamed up and almost had Ezeke. I could see the zits right on his face. Really! We were that close!
Heather: "Almost" gets tu nowhere around here. You're a loser duo, and that's all.
Alejandro: "Loser" is what the lion called you, when tu couldn't find your balls. Tranq balls, that is. I wonder where they went?
Me: Ugh my feet their all weird and numb. Please help me win this challenge o I'll be sent home.
Sierra: I better sing o I get kicked out. (faints) I got something I want to say. Cody? Cody? Cody? I ca- I can't feel my face. Where'd tu put it? Cody?! Cody?! Co... (faints)
Heather: Well, it's a beautiful día on the Serengeti. The perfect time to snag a pup.
I'll find Zeke and win this dumb game, as soon as my leg wakes up.
My leg.
Alejandro: My hand. (gets punched por Duncan)
Duncan: My arm.
Me: My feet.
Sierra: Ugh, my face.
Heather, Alejandro, Sierra, Duncan and Me: Wake uuuuuuu-uh-uh-uup!
Wake uuuuuuuuuuuuup!

Alejandro: I'm tall, I'm tanned,
I'm young, I'm handsome.
I've come here to bring back your wee ones...
So, hush my sweet, condor.
Let me win this one, please.
So try, attack me!
But, I won protection.
I don't feel that pecking.
So, save your objections.
Hush, now, condor,
Let me in the final three.
Whoah! Oof! Aw, no! Ah!
Chris: Next!
Cody: I, oh, I-I-I...
I've got problems with condor...
Problems with condor.
Why, oh, why-y-y?
Am I not at home? I ponder...
Trust me, oh, trust me-e!
I'm your best friend,
And I'll never eat eggs agai-i-in!
My licorice! Oof!
Chris: Good news! tu can have another chance later! But first...
Me: I don't wonna lose this thing so I wanna win the challenge and stop singing. Come on cóndor, condor PLEASE let me in the final three. Oof!
Sierra: I'm a mom now, so don't be giving me flak!
'Cause my first chick just hatched, out of his yolk sa-ack!
So, hush, my sweet!
Let me into the final three!
Cody Jr.! No, not Auntie Heather!
Chris: Heather?
Heather: I...
Sierra: Waaaaah!
Heather: How I-I-I...
Sierra: Oof!
Heather: How I really hate these birdies,
And I wanna live to see my thirties.
These, these feathered jerks.
They're bringing me strife,
And "Cody II,"
I'm not your wife,
For the last time!
Get a life!
Yes!
Thanks, my sweet condor,
Now I'm in the final three!