Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Down to Juniors farm
Where I wanna lay low
Low life, high life, let’s go, let’s go
Take me down to Juniors farm
Take me down, Jimmy
“I’m going on down to Yasgur’s farm,
I’m gonna join in a rock ‘n’ roll band.
I’m gonna camp out on the land.
I’m gonna try an’ get my soul free.”
Woodstock – Crosby, Stills. Nash & Young (written by Joni Mitchell, who also released a version)
-“BB”-
Well a woman now I love is named Ramona
She kinda looks like tempest storm
She can dance like little Egypt
She works down at the snake farm
Snake farm, it just sounds nasty
Snake farm, it pretty much is
Snake farm, it’s a reptile house
Snake farm, ugh
Ray Wylie Hubbard
So if you hear of a gal who can quake and shake
‘Till it makes you think of a nervous snake
They’re speakin’ of Egyptian Ella
She weighs two-twenty but that’s O.K.
They like 'em plenty down there that way
She has the love of every fella
And when she shakes and when she starts
Down by the River Nile
The boys all take their old sweet-hearts
And throw them to the crocodiles
And every sheik in the audience
Jumps up and yells that “She’s immense!”
They’re cheering for Egyptian Ella.
You’re the top! You’re the Colosseum,
You’re the top! You’re the Louvre Museum,
You’re a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You’re a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeare sonnet,
You’re Mickey Mouse.
You’re the Nile, You’re the Tower of Pisa,
You’re the smile on the Mona Lisa.
I’m a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
But if, Baby, I’m the bottom,
You’re the top!
Brush up your Shakespeare,
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare,
And the women you will wow.
Just declaim a few lines from “Othella”
And they’ll think you’re a heckuva fella.
If your blonde won’t respond when you flatter 'er
Tell her what Tony told Cleopaterer.
Brush Up Your Shakespeare – from “Kiss Me, Kate” by Cole Porter
-“BB”-
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty, would hold my hand
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
A few times I’ve been around that track
So it’s not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl
I ain’t no hollaback girl
I’ll never be your beast of burden
My back is raw, and it’s-a-hurtin’
And all I want is for you to make love to me
(preferrably sung by Bette Midler)
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
I’ve been to Hollywood
I’ve been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
For a heart of gold
Since you’ve been gone
All that’s left is a band of gold
All that’s left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
Band of Gold – Freda Payne
-“BB”-
We don’t care what flag you’re waving
We don’t even wanna know your name
We don’t care where you’re from or where you’re going
All we know is that you came
You’re making all our decisions
We have just one request of you -
That while you’re thinking things over
It’s something you just better do:
Free the people now
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
John Lennon, Bring On the Lucy (Freda People)
Ooh, go on and do it, do it
Do it 'til you’re satisfied
Whatever it is, do it
Do it 'til you’re satisfied
Go on and do it, do it
Do it 'til you’re satisfied
Whatever it is, do it
Do it 'til you’re satisfied
B.T Express - Do It
Don’t tell me it’s not worth tryin’ for
You can’t tell me it’s not worth dyin’ for
You know it’s true
Everything I do
I do it for you
Bryan Adams
And I would do anything for love,
But I won’t do that.
Meat Loaf
Too many broken hearts have fallen in the river
Too many lonely souls have drifted out to sea
You lay your bets and then you pay the price
The things we do for love (The things we do for love)
10cc
Shannon is gone, I heard
She’s drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she’ll find an island
With a shaded tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Shannon – Henry Gross
One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone the angels came
Now all I have is memories of Honey
And I wake up nights and call her name
Honey - Bobby Goldsboro