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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 31 Oct 04 - 01:59 PM And how dare you accuse me of singing "strange songs" when you are a known perpetrator of Mrs Ravoon? :-) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 31 Oct 04 - 05:26 AM Rita - when my twins were very small I always used to sing to them while giving them a bath. Tennessee Wigwalk was one of their favourites. Bill D - She Wears Red Feathers is now part of my regular repertoire. Lots of folks remember it from their younger days. And there aren't many songs where you can invite all the bodhrans to pretend they are tom-toms and join in on the chorus. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ron Davies Date: 30 Oct 04 - 12:15 AM Finally made it out of the dark side (below the line where it's all serious-like) to UP ON THE ROOOOOOOF here WHERE LIFE IS FRESH AND SWEEEEET Sinsull---sorry I don't know the chords to Tragedy (or anything else). I know lyrics but there was a guy there in the dining hall on Friday who was really good on guitar but NO NO NO IT AIN'T ME BABE Man that was great stuff that Friday- I think we coulda gone about half an hour just on Everly Brothers, then slipped into doo-wop for an hour or so and then...? Amazing amount of stuff you can do totally without guitar, even if it was originally with it. And it's fun to try to reconstruct how the harmonies might possibly have gone (or maybe they didn't, but it's still fun.) I also agree with Ranger Steve-- A bright array of CITY LIGHTS (I think Ray Price had an early hit with that)-----is probably one of the best country songs ever. And Rita, you know that I love it when you and Lisa and maybe some others get going on the 50's stuff at my parties (or anywhere else). And Bill as far as I'm concerned you could do "Managua,Nicaragua" every time I see you and I'd love it (but of course I'm weird----I'd also want you to do "Bold Fisherman" every time----and you've given me flak for that.) But if we started doo-wop etc., it would be so frustrating if it was only for an hour---but it would also be frustrating to miss other great workshops. Starting in the dining hall right after supper is great----gives the whole evening and maybe long into the night. When I go up to the Eastern Pennsylvania Journey's End weekend (are you reading this, Tony?) a bunch of us (a small bunch, but more would sure be welcome) start it after the big sing is over (about midnight) and we go til about 4 usually--sometimes a guitar, sometimes not-----but the unaccompanied stuff is probably my favorite----especially when we do Everly Brothers--sounds great, easy, and room for lots of harmony---or put together Mamas and Papas the way we think it might have gone, or Beach Boys, ( and our guesses I think are pretty good.) Some of our other productions may crash and burn but this is one situation where you really can make music (successfully) by committee---particularly dredging one brain and then another for lyrics buried down deep (AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS MINE LIES A BIG BIG MAN.) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 29 Oct 04 - 11:23 PM Thanks, Homeless. Now, I wonder. Can I remember that? I dunno! Janie |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ferrara Date: 29 Oct 04 - 08:34 PM You know, you can't tell a person's age by their repertoire of pop songs any more; Darriel learned "Unchained Melody" from an Oldies CD while he was in middle school, and learned "Snoopy and the Red Baron" and "Please Mr. Custer" in high school. He also learned "Mr. Ed" while he was in elementary school, I think he was watching re-runs. Snuffy, delighted to see Tennessee Wigwalk, here's another: Oh remember me, my darling, When spring is in the air And the bald-headed birds are whispering everywhere. When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear, That's the Tennessee Birdwalk! [twweeet tweet] That's the Tennessee Birdwalk!" |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: kendall Date: 29 Oct 04 - 07:36 PM Jacqui here - Mary - that song was Angie baby - I think by Helen Reddie. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: RangerSteve Date: 29 Oct 04 - 07:22 PM Julie, Julie, Julie do you love me? Julie, Julie, Julie do you care? Julie, Julie, are you thinking of me? Julie, Julie will you still be there? I hope no one on my department finds out that I know the above. I mean, what kind of cop sings James Darrin? or was that Bobby Sherman? It doesn't matter, they were both the same person. Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand from July to the end of September..... Pussycat, Pussycat, I've got flowers and lots of hours to spend with you, so go and powder that cute little pussycat nose..... I sang that to my cat once, again, I hope no one on my department finds out. Funny, I didn't see any TV theme songs in this thread. I must have missed them. There have to be some here, right? I'm Tom Terrific, the greatest hero ever, I can be whatever I want because I am so clever.... Below in the deep there's adventure and danger, that's where you'll find Diver Dan... crowds will cheer you, you're our hero, as you go go GO Astroboy!!! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bill D Date: 29 Oct 04 - 07:15 PM last May, at a weekend similar to the Getaway, but with no 'structure', a fellow sat down at a late night sing and sang " She wears red feathers and a hooley hooley skirt.. " .......I had NEVER heard it before, and he did it so well! It figgers you'd know it, Snuffy...what a strange song! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 29 Oct 04 - 06:18 PM I thought the strange girl lured the boy in and kept him prisoner inside her radio - something like: Everyone knows that a boy disappeared And everyone thinks he died Except a ?????? girl with a secret lover Who keeps her satisfied |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 29 Oct 04 - 05:49 PM Thanks Ebbie. I was blinded with emotion. Please mister please Don't play B29 That was our song it was his song And it's oooover And what was the one about a girl who turned into a radio????? |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 29 Oct 04 - 05:27 PM When I was a lad, and old Shep was a pup ... She wears red feathers and a hooley hooley skirt.. We were rough and ready guys .. Last train to San Fernando |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 29 Oct 04 - 08:05 AM See you, in September, see you when the summer's through.... Denise, Denise, I'm so in love with you-u-u..... ..to Itchycoo Park.... He's leaving, leaving, on that midnight train to Georgia... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Roger the Skiffler Date: 29 Oct 04 - 03:37 AM There are three steps to heaven (dop do wah) etc RtS (lost in the '50s) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ebbie Date: 29 Oct 04 - 02:55 AM Sinsull, I don't think that was Juuuuuuuulie who was begged to stay home- it was her sister Ruuuuuuuuuuuuby. :) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: KT Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:06 PM Don't ..........let the sun....catch you cryin'......... Sunny......... yesterday my life was full of rain Though we gotta say goodbye, for the summer...... Pleeease, lock me away... and don't allow the day........ |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Homeless Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:02 PM < i> to open < /i> to close |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:35 PM Thread creep. How do you do the italics? Janie, who wasn't going to open this thread again, sha-na-na. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:30 PM I'm getting a better idea about which of you are members of my age group and which (very few!) are older. When I don't recognize the songs at all, I figure the person is younger... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:16 PM Three hours, Jacqui? You gotta be joking. And these can not be done in daylight - it has to be an all-nighter. For goodness sake, I got the hippy hippy shake Answer me, O my love I'm a bow-legged chicken, I'm a knock kneed hen Sylvia's mother says thankyou for calling I'm a walking in the rain, tears are falling and I feel a pain Gonna lock her up in a trunk, so no big hunk, can steal her away from me Please don't wear red tonight Put on your red dress baby, 'cos we're going out tonight |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bat Goddess Date: 28 Oct 04 - 04:04 PM Took a walk and passed your house, late last night, all the shades were pulled and drawn, way down tight, then within a dim light cast two silhouettes on the shade, oh what a lovely couple they made There she goes (ba da da rup) her royal majesty I love him, I love him, I love him, and when he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow Nobody knows where my Johnny has been, but Judy left the same time Why was he holding her hand when he's supposed to be mine? Soldier boy, oh, my little soldier boy, I'll be true to you |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 28 Oct 04 - 03:17 PM Oh, the Birds and the Bees, up on Wolverton Mouuuntain.... You wouldn't read my letters when Ah wrote you, an' you asked me not to call you on the phone... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Homeless Date: 28 Oct 04 - 02:37 PM (or am I too young to be posting the pop I recognise?) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Homeless Date: 28 Oct 04 - 02:31 PM B.B. Bumble and the Stingers, Mott the Hoople, Ray Charles Singers Sittin' in the classroom, thinkin' it's a drag There she was, just a walking down the street I remember when Mary Lou said, "Do you want to walk me home from school?" Well, you know I love that organic cooking, I always ask for more That's right, that's right, I'm sad and I'm blue, 'cause I can't do the boogaloo |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 28 Oct 04 - 02:27 PM Ooooh MAIRzee Doats and DOEzy doats and Liddle LAMSY-DIVEY Kiddly-divy too, wouldn't you??? If the words sound queer, and funny to your ear.... ROTFLMAO! A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:56 PM Dancin' to the jailhouse rock... In my room.... Surfer girl, my little surfer girl.... Must. Not. Open. Thread. Again. Janie |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: lamarca Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:55 PM All our times have come.....Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper... Diamond life, lover boy-oy, He moves in space with minimum grace and maximum joy.. (I did this in two-part harmony with a total stranger at our lab's Department Picnic Karaoke contest...) Pretty Ballerina! Big Mick, that reminds me of the only time I got to here Leo Kretzner (Lap dulcimer player extraordinaire) in concert - his encore was "Just Walk Away, Renee" and a Motown song, both of which really, really worked on dulcimer! I went to hear Richard Thompson doing his "1,000 Years of Popular Music" concert this week. It was Thompson, Debra Dobkin on drums and Judith Owen (AKA Mrs. Harry Shearer) on sultry vocals. They started with "Summer is Icumin In" from a 13th century setting, then a Scottish version of "The Cruel Mother", an aria by Henry Purcell, an English carol from the 1700's, Gilbert and Sullivan, etc - but the fun started for real when they got to the twentieth century... Drinkin' Wine, Spoh-di-oh-di, Please Don't Play A-11, Cole Porter, early Beatles, Sun Records rockabilly, the Easy Beats only hit (Friday on My Mind), the Kinks, a Prince number (Thompson referred to him as "that little purple dude from Minneapolis") and, as his piece d'resistance, a Thompsonized version of Britney Spears' "Oops, I've Done It Again". It was a great show -they played for two hours straight, then did another six songs in two encores (he even got the audience singing along with "Sam Hall"). The only kind of music out-of-bounds for this show was Thompson's own material - they didn't do any of his songs. This show was an excellent example of how familiarity with lots of different musical styles and songs can enrich a musician's song-writing and/or instrumental performance. Thompson and the ladies were obviously having the time of their lives, and their skill and enthusiasm made it fun for the audience, too. So, while we joke that knowing all these pop songs is a "Guilty Pleasure", I somehow suspect that there's a spark of our love of all the music we gobbled up over the years shining in the songs we sing now... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:46 PM "I met him ON A MONDAY and my heart stood still...." "Take a letter, Maria / Address it to my wife Say I won't be coming home / For the rest of my life." (complete with mariachi horns) and from Nashville: "Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone..." Too too many great old songs. Why would anyone need to write more? |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bill D Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:00 PM "In Charlotte Town, where I was born There was a faiiiiirrrr maid dwellin'" (mebbe Dick G and I and Kendall and a few others can have a quiet party in a corner while you all get this out of your systems.) I DO know all the words to "Managua, Nicaragua", but somehow that doesn't seem in the same league to "White Sport Coat and Pink Carnation" and "Sha-Boom" |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: jacqui.c Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:57 AM When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down You gotta drive the woods to get to Boston town When it's winter up in Maine better check it over twice That Haynesville road is just a ribbon of ice. ...if they buried all the truckers lost in them woods They'd be a tombstone every mile. (Kendall, not Jacqui) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: RangerSteve Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:11 AM I'll add my name to the very short list of people who know the lyrics to "Frank Mills". A bright array of city lights as far as I can see... (I think it's one of the greatest country-western songs ever written, but I'm sure my friends would not agree. The same goes for: I'm walking the floor over you, I can't sleep a wink, that is true.. I got the hungries for your love and I'm waitin' in your welfare line... Who is the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel on the picture on the billboard near the big ol' highway.... The bridge washed out and I can't swim and my baby's on the other side... Or any country song from the 50's and early 60's. and from the Rock and Roll world: I met him at a party and my heart stood still, da do run run, da do run run... Oh bla de, o bla dah, life goes on..... Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter... Woke up this morning feeling fine, there's someone special on my mind... (or anything by Herman's Hermits. And quite a few that have already been mentioned. Steve, on my way out to run some errands singing "Tell Laura I love her" whether I want to or not. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:06 AM Are you buying it Jacqui? I just don't see him doing the lindy to Burl Ives at the Senior Prom. And he got more than a little misty when you sang "Love Me Tender" at the Getaway. Which reminds me: Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree... Johnny is a joker. He's a dog... She ran calling Wiiiiiiild Fiiiiiiiyeh Three little fishees and a Momma fishee too Hey there Little Red Riding Hood. You sure are looking good... Wild thing! You make my heart sing! I can't get no satisfaction This should go on forever This should never ever end...banned by our local nuns for the line: My soul will never be free ee ee ee You've gone from me Oh Oh Tragedy Can't wait until Ron Davies sees this one. He'll know all the chords too. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: jacqui.c Date: 28 Oct 04 - 09:18 AM Dearest, darling, I have to write to say that I won't be home anymore Woke up this morning feeling fine Starry starry night Is three hours going to be enough? I've told Kendall that I'm in for this one - he agrees with Dick - he went into folk music to get away from this stuff! He'll just have to go with Dick while it's going on, won't he. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Sandra in Sydney Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:56 AM wot a lot of memories!! wot a lot I recognised & could have sung along with, but I do have the advantage of being a radio fan (I've never had a TV) who always sang along with whatever was on - Top 40, nostalgia, musical comedy, ads, everything ... Bright copper kettles & warm woollen mittens Tan shoes & pink shoe laces My friend the witch doctor, he told me what to do, My friend the witch doctor he told me what to say, He went (how do you spell ooh eehh ooo aaah?) I'll ponder upong it (in spite of Jez Lowe playing in the background) sandra |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Joe Offer Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:39 AM How 'bout the flip side, Padre?
Dig, dig, dig, dig-a-rooney Dig, dig, dig-a-rooney Dig, you crazy cat!
My girl - didn't cry....
Two lonely people together I fell in love with you The last waltz should last forever La la la la la la la la la la There goes my reason for living, there goes my everything.... Please release me, let me go, For I don't love you anymore. To live a lie would be a sin. Release me and let me love again. When I was a bit younger, it was "My friend the witch doctor" and "Flying Purple People Eater." ("Dig" was earlier still.) -Joe Offer- |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Padre Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:14 AM I was toolin' down the highway doing 75...... Transfusion, Transfusion.... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: KT Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:51 AM Suzannne takes you down, to a place by the river..... Cara Mia why........ must we say goodbye? Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get ma-a-a ried.... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:40 AM Raindrops keep fallin' on my head! But that doesn't mean my eyes are turning red... Each night I aaaask, the stars up above....Why must I be a teen ager in luhhhhuve???? And I wonder - wonder WHO - WHO? WHO!!? wrote the booook of luhhhhhve!! Jes' walk right in, and set right down, and baybeeee let yer mind roll on.... A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: KT Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:31 AM Sittin' in the mornin' sun..... To every thing, turn , turn, turn, there is a season..... Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say under my umbrella Why do the stars go on shining? Sittin' downtown in the railway station, one toke over the line.... And one guaranteed to stick in your head: Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp? Who put the ram in the ram a ram a ding dong? |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ferrara Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:15 PM Ahhhh.... Killing Me Softly.... A fine song. Just realized I need to Trace this thread because it's full of reminders of bygone treasures. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:29 PM I'm saving my money to buy you a rainbow... Get a job, Sha na na na nanananana I found my thrill on blueberry hill Way down in Loosiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens Let it please be him Oh dear god It must be him...(AAARGH!) Killing me softly with his song... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ferrara Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:18 PM ROFLMAO! Actually when I sing this stuff I don't feel a bit guilty! It's FUN! Lisa Null and I got started one night with "The Wayward Wind" at a party and continued with a fun blast from the past. When we were done with the fourteenth or fifteenth song, the rest of the party came back in the room.... Last year at Augusta Vocal Week, I was singing along happily with a group led by Flawn Williams and heard Danny Spooner behind me, singing along too: "Did you say I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think I'm trying not to learn. Since this is the perfect spot to learn, Teach Me Tonight." ... not what I expected to hear from an Australian shantey singer, still makes me grin to remember it. Yeah, lots of Everley Brothers songs, and ... As I was a-motivatin' over the hill, I saw Maybelline in a coupe de ville.... I told Mary about us, told her about our great sin.... Well you can burn my house, steal my car, drink my liquor from an old fruit jar.... Well since my baby left me, I've found a new place to dwell.... Now she's afraid to come out of the water, and I dont' know what she's gonna do, she's afraid to come out of the water, and the poor little thing's turning blue.... It was the third of June, another [something], dusty delta day, I was out picking cotton and my brother was a-baling hay, ... You give your hand to me, and then you say hello, and I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so, ... I hear the whippoorwill whisper above, Tammy, Tammy, Tammy's in love.... Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you.... Out where the bright lights are glowing, you're drawn, like a moth to a flame, You laugh while the wine's overflowing, while I sit and whisper your name. I think these are all from the 50's or later, but a songs from the 40's just started popping into my head -- but I'm going to resist! Yes, I am! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:11 PM Juuuuuuulie, don't take your love to town... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 08:22 PM Operator, can you help me place this call.... Help me, information, to get in touch with my Marie...... Anyone here, seen my old friend Abraham, can you tell me where he's gone.... Cause you're sweet and lovely girl, I love you.... Hey Bungalow Bill, what did you kill?.... I'll buy you diamond rings, my friend, if it makes you feel allright.... Try to see it my way, ...... Here I stand, head in hand, turn my face to the wall.... Now somewhere in the Black minin' hills of Dakota there lived a young boy named a Rocky Raccoon nuh ...... I've just seen a face, I can't forget the time or place where we just met.... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bat Goddess Date: 27 Oct 04 - 07:59 PM See the way he walks down the street, watch the way he shuffles his feet If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, never make a pretty woman our wife A young man stood with his head held high under the Texas sun, and nobody knew that a man so brave, would perish by the gun, lord, would perish by the gun. A hundred years ago, two lovers met in vain, one was a Southern belle, and one was a boy in gray People say I'm the life of the party cuz I tell a joke or two |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 07:32 PM I had a date with the pretty ballerina, her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes...... Oh I, can turn greyer skies bluer, I can make rain now, whenever I want it to, oooh I ....... Pretty woman, walking down the street, pretty woman, the kind I like to meet, pretty woman...... Don't it make my brown eyes, don't it make my brown eyes blue..... Every where, around the world, are you ready for a brand new beat? Summer's here and the time is right, for dancing in the streets.... American woman, stay away from me - he, American woman, just let me be - he...... Come one baby, light my fire, try to set the night on fieyer....... must rest, need rest, got to stop the loop recordings in my head. na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bat Goddess Date: 27 Oct 04 - 06:18 PM Don't have to go to the Getaway to get away with this. Last summer (2003, when we had SOME leisure) us gals (Jeri, Ramona and me) would gather around Carol Caronis' swimming pool on Monday afternoons and settle in to some serious musical research (and margaritas). The topic of the summer -- "Dead Date" songs. You know, "Tell Laura I Love Her," "Leader of the Pack," "Dead Man's Curve," "Ebony Eyes," "Laurie," "Last Kiss" . . . ad nauseam. Then, one night at the Friday night Press Room session I got up and did a long, intricate intro about how we had been gathering information about an under-researched sub-genre of American traditional music and how we hoped to get some funding and publish, etcet etcet . . . and then we broke in to "Patches" which I think, maybe, we had actually sung together once. And then later the same evening I got suckered into singing "Long Black Veil" while Curmudgeon cringed. Linn |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: open mike Date: 27 Oct 04 - 05:56 PM I'm a rag-a-muffin child, pointed finger painted smile the monster mash... everything stops for tea.. in a gadda da vida baby.. bottle of wine fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober? don't bogart that joint my friend...pass it over to me.. take the time to stop, hey, what's that sound, everybody look... I want to hold your hand... just can't get no satisfaction... and the seasons they go round and round and the painted ponies... these boots were made for walking and that's just what they'll do... may God bless and keep you always, may your wishes all come true.. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Lin in Kansas Date: 27 Oct 04 - 05:47 PM Yikes! What REALLY frightens me is how many of these I recognize--god, I'm getting old! a whiiiiiite sports coat and a piiink car-na-tion... He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots, and a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back... Now let me tell a story, let me tell it all... ...ranger with the Big Iron on his hip... I been throwin' horseshoes over my left shoulder... But if I stayed here with you, girl, things just couldn't be the same... If you don't like the way I'm livin', just leave this long-haired country boy (girl!) alone. A country boy can survive... ...drove a Chevy to the levee and the levee was dry... Thanks, Lamarca. I've got to go wash my brain now, can't do a thing with it! Lin |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 05:25 PM I thought the kids in Bristol were sharp as a pistol... One Two Three HEH! Look at Mr. Lee Three Four Five HEH! Look at him jive Eddie, my love I love soooo I I'm longin' for you You'll never know oh Please Eddie Don't make wait too long... Earth angel, earth angel will you be mine? Come with me my love To the sea, the sea of love... Who's that knockin' on my door All last night and the night before Boom boom boom Bang bang bang I can't stand this awful thing Who's that knockin' on my door If I were a carpenter and you were a lady...(gag) Play with me and you play with fiyah... I prefer boysenberry more than any ordinary jam... This is very bad. Very bad... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 27 Oct 04 - 04:59 PM Movin' to Montana soon Gonna be a dental-floss tycoon |
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