Fresh from her sekrit Vegas/Coffee Shop wedding to Corky, on a night filled with nuptial bliss for several happy couples, as well as sadness and rejection for a variety of priests, priestesses, Gods, demi-gods, not so happy couples and several sacrificial virgins - oh and a fantastic night obviously for the local dealers, who appeared to have done roaring trade in Magic Mushrooms and other hallucinogenics - Ziva stumbles onto the streets with a bottle of beer in her hand, wearing a dress that may have been white before she had decided to get down on the floor to 'Rock the Boat'.

Possibly intended to be sang to herself, or to her new wife, or to the whole world - at this point, frankly, who the fuck knew? - she began to sing, taking frequent pauses to swig from the bottle.

There was a time,
I used to look into my Corky's eyes,
Dream of building a home,
Have Zirky's with the Corky one!
Those days are gone,
Because our wedding was in #dl
I hear the songs
Telling Corky she is the one...

 

I LOVE YOU CORKY,
I don't give a shit if it's alright,
I'll hold you Corky,
Even if we war all night,
I love you Corky,
Trust in me when I say

 

Corky's milkshake brings all of mafia to the yard,
And Ziva's like,
My Corky's better than yours,
Damn right, she's hotter than yours
And when we're in bed,
Corky's in charge

 

Be spending the rest of my life, living in a Corky paradise
Be spending the rest of my life, living in a Corky paradise
Keep spending all my life, living in a Corky paradise
Keep spending all my life, living in a Corky paradise

 

I kissed a Corky and I liked it,
The taste of her cherry chapstick,
I kissed a Corky just to try it,
My boyfriend definitely minded it.
It felt so wrong, it felt so right,
I fell in love and left him that night.
Now I married Corky and I like it!