We're off on the road to Rhode Island 

We're having the time of our lives. 



Stewie: Take it dog... 



Brian: We're quite a pair of partners, 

Just Like Thelma and Louise. 

'cept you're not six feet tall 

Stewie: Yes and your breasts don't reach your knees. 

Brian: Give it time. 



We're off on the road to Rhode Island, 

We're certainly going in style. 



Brian: I'm with an intellectual, who craps inside his pants. 

Stewie: How dare you. At least I don't leave urine stains on all the household plants. 

Brian: Oh, pee jokes 



We've travelled a bit and we've found, 

Like a masochist in Newport we're Rhode Island bound. 



Brian: Crazy travel conditions, huh? 

Stewie: First class or no class 

Brian: Woa, careful with that joke, it's an antique 



We're off on the road to Rhode Island 

We're not going to stop until we're there (Brian: Maybe for a beer). 



Brian: Whatever dangers we may face, we'll never fear or cry 

Stewie: That's right, until we're syndicated Fox will never let us die 

(Please!) 



We're off on the road to Rhode Island, 

The home of that old campus swing. 



Brian: We may pick up some college girls, and picnic on the grass. 

Stewie: We'd tell you more, but we'd have the censors on our ass. (Yikes!) 



We're off on the road to Rhode Island 

We certainly do get around. 



Like a bunch of renegade pilgrims 

Who are thrown out of Plymouth colony. 

We're Rhode Island bound. 

Or like a group of College Freshmen 

who were rejected by Harvard and forced to go to Brown.

We're RHODE ISLAND BOUND

(fades)