Something Entirely New: Meta-Parody!

Yesterevening, my daughter and I journeyed to Boonton, New Jersey, to see a production of The Music Man directed and choreographed by a friend. A good time was had by both, and on the way home, the following lyric occurred to me, but I could think of nothing to do with it:

Seventy-Six Trombones needs a parody.
I haven't a goddam clue what to write.

That's it. There ain't no more.

My daughter and I decided that no American town name is more annoying to pronounce than "Boonton." The City Fathers really ought to do something about changing it.