Jenny I’ve got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don’t change your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Tommy Tutone
Don’t be shy; Just take your time.
I’d like to get to know you, I’d like to make you mine.
And my number is BEechwood 4-5789 –
You can call me up and have a date any old time.
Marvelettes - BEechwood 4-5789
-“BB”-
Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy
But here’s my number, so call me maybe
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing
A ring
I don’t mean on the phone
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry, tonight
Eartha Kitt
Who wants to buy this diamond ring?
She took it off her finger, now it doesn’t mean a thing
This diamond ring doesn’t shine for me anymore
And this diamond ring doesn’t mean what it meant before
So if you’ve got someone whose love is true
Let it shine for you
This Diamond Ring - Gary Lewis and the Playboys
Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine
Outta the fallin’ rain!
Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow
An’ fill my cup again!
If only I could heal your sorrow
Shine on me again!
I’d help you to find a new tomorrow
Shine on me again!
Peter, Paul & Mary - Weave Me The Sunshine
Don’t sleep in the subway, darlin’, don’t stand in the pouring rain
Don’t sleep in the subway, darlin’, the night is long
Forget your foolish pride, nothing’s wrong
Now you’re beside me again
The time of year to be with the ones you love
So won’t you tell me you’ll never more roam
Christmas and New Year’s will find you home
There’ll be no more sorrow no grief and pain
And I’ll be happy, happy once again
Bells Will Be Ringing - the Eagles
I’ve seen lots of bonnie lassies on my travels wide,
But my heart is centred noo on bonnie Kate McBride,
Although I’m not a fella that would throw a word away,
I surprise myself sometimes at all I’ve got to say,
Roamin’ in the gloamin’ by the bonnie banks o’ Clyde,
Roamin’ in the gloamin’ wi’ ma lassie by ma side,
When the sun has gone to rest,
That’s the time that we love best,
Oh, it’s lovely roamin’ in the gloamin’.
Roamin in the Gloamin, Harry Lauder
Every Christmas season, he climbs on his sled full of toys,
With fuel exhaust and side mirrors, the foxtails, the mudflaps,
the leopard-skin seats covers
And spreads Christmas cheer to all good little girls and boys.
Then he says on Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid,
Donner and Blitzen,
and Bruce and Marvin, Leon, Cletus and George and Bill and Slick,
and Do-right, Clyde and Ace and Blackie and Queenie, and Prince
and Spot and Rover
(So where’s Rudolph - He’s on a stakeout at your house.)
Santa Claus is Watching You Ray Stevens
Out of all the reindeers you know you’re the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph, Randolph ain’t too far behind
Run, run Rudolph, Santa’s got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph ‘cause I’m reelin’ like a merry-go-round
Run, Rudolph, Run - Chuck Berry
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we believe
Elmo & Patsy
It’s X-Mas on the Isthmus of Panama
We’re listless this Christmas
No Santa Claus
No wise men, no angels
No mistletoe trucks
No reindeer
No shepherds
We’re shit out of luck
– Terry Allen
Christ Climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no intrepid Bible salesman
covered the territory
in two-tone cadillacs
and where no Sears Roebuck creches
complete with plastic babe in manger
arrived by parcel post
the babe by special delivery
and where no televised Wise Men
praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
She begged and she pleaded till dad finally listened
He drove her in the car down to Sears Roebuck
He bought her that guitar and that was the beginning
Now she’s down in the cellar with the amp turned up
Girls with Guitars Wynonna Judd
They got an apartment with deep
Pile carpet
And a couple of paintings from Sears
A big waterbed that they bought
With the bread
They had saved for a couple
Of years
Billy Joel Scenes from an Italian Restaurant
Is that a real poncho, or is that a Sears poncho?
Frank Zappa, Camarillo Brillo
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?
I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down
Prove that you love me and buy the next round
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town?
Janis Joplin, Mercedes Benz
I’m Gonna Start Wearin’ Leather And Change My Routine
I’ll Wear Dark Glasses Maybe A Toupee
I’ll Get Down And Boogie And Become Risque
I’ll Start Wearin’ Make-Up Like Jackson And Prince
You’ll See Me Ridin’ In My Mercedes Benz
Nobody Wants You When You Just Play Guitar
There’ll Be Some Changes Made Tomorrow
There’ll Be Some Changes Made
There’ll Be Some Changes Made, Mark Knopfler