A WARNING For The Guys.....

I want you to get a gun
And head on down to Washington

I want you to climb up high
High in the sky
And shoot them all

Th-Th-They d-d-don’t deserve to live
What did they ever give to you?

You know what I want you to do? I want you to go upstairs to that
apartment where that guy keeps playing that Barry Manilow record
“Copacabana” over and over and over again. I want you to ring the
doorbell, and when he answers the door. I want you to stab him in
the neck with a number 2 pencil over and over and over again
because he must pay! Chop him up and put him in the freezer and
as you leave the apartment, light the place on fire!

Well, I lived in a place call Okfuskee, and I had a little girl in a holler tree. I said, “Little girl, it’s plain to see, ain’t nobody who can sing like me…way over yonder in the minor key.”

What did you sing? A song? Did you sing out loud? Sing it strong? Hell, don’t worry if it’s not good enough for anyone else but you. Just sing. Sing a song.

Songs are great. I like mine sung blue. It’s a funny thing, that you can sing with a cry in your voice.

Oh, I do, because I was born a poor young country boy; Mother Nature’s son. All day long I’m sitting singing songs for everyone.

Funny, you sitting singing songs all day. I’m sitting on a dock on the bay, watching to tide roll in.

Lucky you! I’m just beyond the reach of the big white teeth of the sharks that can swim on the land! I got fins to the left, fins to the right, and I’m the only bait in town!

When that shark bites with his teeth, dear, scarlet billows begin to spread. Fancy gloves, though, has MacHeath, dear, so there’s never, never a trace of red.

Funny you should mention fish. I just returned from Grand Coulee Dam, and while I was above the spillway, I noticed a family of fishies trying to jump over without much success.

And I’ll be hornswoggled if the momma fishy didn’t say to the babies “Swim! Swim, if you can!” And they swam and they swam all over the dam.

I turned to my friend and said “Boop-boop, diddum-daddum, waddum…choo!” He said “Gesundheit!”

No use crying forever because there’s too many fish in the sea. Too many fish in the sea. There’s short ones, tall ones, fine ones, kind ones.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean, my Bonnie lies over the sea. Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

We need to tie this rope before we drift any deeper. There now hold me close.
Let’s take this overboard now. I want you to rock the boat, work the middle. Stroke it for me, stroke it for me.

Geez. What the hell has happened to pop music???

Video killed the radio star.

Oh, I don’t know. Remember the other day, we were driving in my car and I turned on the radio? Tht romantic song was playing . . . I tried pulling you closer, but you just said, ‘No.’

Stop right now! Before you go any further do you love me? Do you really need me? I want to know right now, do you love me, will you love me forever?

You ask how much I love you must I explain,I need you oh my darling like roses need rain. You ask how long I’ll love you I’ll tell you true, until the 12th of never I’ll still be loving you

And who knows how long I’ve loved you? You know, I’ll love you still. Will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to, I will.

Hey, you had better do as you are told - you better listen to the radio.

Oh sure, tonight the light of love is in your eyes, but will you love me tomorrow?

Let me sleep on it, baby, baby let me sleep on it. Let me sleep on it and I’ll give you my answer in the morning.