One, two, three, four
Can I have a little more?
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
I love you
A B C D
Can I bring my friend to tea?
E F G H I J
I love you
1, 2, 3 and 4 more makes 7
6 is afraid of 7 'cause 7 ate 9
9 was minding his business
Talking to 10 about Gordy Howe’s clothes
Why 7 ate 9 nobody knows
One, two, three
Oh, that’s how elementary it’s gonna be
C’mon, let’s fall in love, it’s easy (it’s so easy)
Like takin’ candy (like takin’ candy) from a baby
1,2,3 – Len Barry
-"“BB”-
And it’s one, two, three
What are we fightin’ for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five six seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die
Well, it’s one for the money
Two for the show
Three to get ready
Now go! cat go!
But don’t you step on my blue suede shoes
Well, you can do anything
But stay off of my blue suede shoes
No, there will never be another
Red-headed stranger
A man in black and Folsom prison blues
The Okie from Muskogee
Or hello darling
Lord, I wonder who’s gonna fill their shoes
Oh, but they’re weird and they’re wonderful
Oh, Bennie she’s really keen
She’s got electric boots, a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine, ohh-oh
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Jet, was your father as bold as a Sergeant Major?
Oh, how come he told you that you were hardly old enough yet?
And Jet, I thought the Major was a Lady Suffragette
Ah don’t lean on me man, 'cause you can’t afford the ticket
I’m back from Suffragette City
Oh don’t lean on me man
'Cause you ain’t got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight… she’s all right
But it’s all right if my clothes aren’t new
Out of sight because my heart is true
She says baby ev’rything is alright, uptight, out of sight
Baby, ev’rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight
A little ole’ man was sittin’ on a step
And a tear trickled own his cheek
I said, “What’s the matter?”
He said, “A train just ran over me…”
I said, “Hmm. How often does this happen?”
He said, “Everyday about this time.”
I said, “Well, why do you just sit out here then?”
He said “Cause I cannot believe that this happened.”
I said, “Reach out, take my hand, you’ll understand.”
Baby, everything is alright
Uptight, outta sight
Baby, everything is alright
Uptight, outta sight
ISWYDT
I’ll up you one with this:
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time!
Hey, hey, hey!
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time!
This is Bill Cosby coming at you with music and fun.
If you’re not careful, you might learn something before it’s done.
Hey, hey, hey!
So dog-gone willin’, so kiss him
(I wanna see you kiss him, wanna see you kiss him)
Go on and kiss him goodbye, now
Na na na na, hey hey, goodbye
Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey, goodbye
And I said “Oh Rosie, don’t you do that to the boy
Don’t you come on so willing
Don’t you come on so strong
It can be so chillin’
When you ain’t so willin’
And your warmth sets like the sun”
Someday you’ll look to see I’ve gone
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun
One day, you’ll find I was the one
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun
And now the time has gone, and so, my love, I must go
And though I lost a friend, in the end you will know
Oh, oh, oh
One day you’ll look to see I’ve gone
But tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun
So goodbye, I’ll be leavin’
I see no sense in this cryin’ and grievin’
We’ll both live a lot longer
If you live without me
Three important rules for breaking up
Don’t put off breaking up when you know you want to
Prolonging the situation only makes it worse
Tell him honestly, simply, kindly, but firmly
Don’t make a big production
Don’t make up an elaborate story
This will help you avoid a big tear-jerking scene
If you want to date other people say so
Be prepared for the boy to feel hurt and rejected
Even if you’ve gone together for only a short time,
And haven’t been too serious
There’s still a feeling of rejection when someone says
She preferres the company of others to your exclusive company
But if you’re honest, and direct
And avoid making a flowery emotional speech when you break the news
The boy will respect you for your frankness
And honestly he’ll apeciate the kind of straightfoward manner in which you told him your decision
Unless he’s a real jerk or a crybaby you will remain friends
So save your breath, don’t tell me how it all comes out, somehow I think I know
I’ve heard that tear-stained monologue you do there by the door before you go
There’ll be good times again for me and you
But we just can’t stay together; can’t you feel it too?
Still, I’m glad for what we had and how I once loved you
Good times, bad times
You know I’ve had my share
When my woman left town for another man
You know, I just don’t seem to care