You fall off of your little floatie and into the swimming pool (which,
being rich and surrounded by paparazzi all the time is just something
you have to do), where you decide that maybe Jurassic Park needed
words...I mean, think about how well Titanic's theme song did when
Celine Dion made up really bad lyrics for it? Sure, everyone got sick
of it after about 2 weeks, but hey, what the heck?
So you shrug and get out of the pool, and you write up some lyrics
(that means "words" for the less-than-musical) to Jurassic
Park.
You realise, "Hey, what the heck is this? Happily ever
after??? I think not!"