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i always sang:
there's a place in France where the naked ladies dance
there's a hole in the wall where the men watch it all
but the ladies don't care 'cause they're in their underwear. /Quote*

We sang "Oh the girls don't wear pants on the other side of France"
to the tune of "Streets of Cairo".

We rarely used eenie-meanie for choosing who was "it".

We did this rhyme:

My mother and your mother hanging out the clothes,
My mother punched your mother in the nose,
What color blood came out,
Red,
R E D spells red.

The speaker could change the color of the blood to try to manipulate the results.


My Father's in the Navy,
My Mother's in the Marines,
My Sister's on the toilet,
Bombing submarines.


Kindergarten babies,
Stick you head in gravy,
Wash it out with bubblegum,
And then you're in the Navy.


Liar, liar pants on fire,
Nose is longer than a telephone wire,
Stick you head in a jelly jar,
Then you wonder where you are.