Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday, Dear Beckdawrek
Happy Birthday to you
(awww. Thanks. High honors coming from the Prof. I may swoon)
You say it’s yer birthday!
It’s my birthday, too! Yeah.
On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue
Star light, star bright
The first star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have the wish I wish tonight
When you wish upon a star
Makes no diff’rence who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you
You’re a shining star
No matter who you are
Shining bright to see
What you could truly be (what you could truly be)
Oh, shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky
I ain’t had no lovin’ since April, January, June or July
Snow time ain’t no time to stay outdoors and spoon
So shine on, shine on harvest moon for me ‘n’ my gal
I’m gonna let it shine
I’m gonna let it shine
Heaven’s little light gonna shine on me
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Heaven’s little light gonna shine on me
There’s a light over at the Frankenstein place
There’s a light burning in the fireplace
It’s just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
Right (right), you’re bloody well right
You got a bloody right to say
Right, you’re bloody well right
You know, you got a right to say
You wake up late for school, man you don’t want to go
You ask you mom, please? but she still says, no
You missed two classes, and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you’re some kind of jerk
You gotta fight for your right to party
You keep on shoutin’, you keep on shoutin’
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
My man rocks me with one steady roll
There’s no slippin’ when he once takes hold
I looked at the clock and the clock struck one
I said “Now daddy, ain’t we got fun”
Oh, he was rockin’ me with one steady roll
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and a-singing his song
All the little birds on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet
He’s free as the breeze
He’s always at ease
He lives in the jungle
And hangs by his knees
As he swings through trees
Without a trapeeze
In his BVD’s
A-hoo hoo!
(“Gitarzan,” Ray Stevens)
He ain’t rude
He ain’t crude
He’s just in the mood to run in the nude!
Yes, they call him the streak
Fastest thing on two feet
These boots are made for walking
And that’s just what they’ll do…
One of these days these boots will walk all over you…
One of these days I’m going to cut you into little pieces.
Hey Joe, where you goin’ with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand, oh yeah