Ding-dong! The Witch is dead
Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding-dong! The Wicked Witch is dead
Wake up you sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead
Yeah, We are Fallen
Like the mourning sun
We are waking up
Yeah, We are Fallen
Like the mourning sun
It’s just begun
This old world will pass away
This is the dawn of our new day
All the vampires walkin’ through the valley
Move west down Ventura Boulevard
And all the bad boys are standing in the shadows
And the good girls are home with broken hearts
And I’m free, free fallin’
Yeah I’m free, free fallin’
Ventura Highway in the sunshine,
Where the days are longer,
The nights are stronger, than moonshine.
You’re gonna go I know…
4-H and FFA on a field trip to the farm
Me ‘n’ a friend sneak off behind
This big old barn where we uncovered a covered-up moonshine still
And we thought we’d drink our fill
Now I think I’m going down to the well tonight
And I’m going to drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don’t sit around thinking about it
But I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
A little of the glory of, well time slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of glory days
Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away
I know a man, he came from my home town
He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown
He said “Delores, I live in fear
My love for you is so overpowering
I’m afraid that I will disappear”
Slip slidin’ away…
How I love the kisses of Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
Only my Dolores
From a balcony above me
She whispers “Love me” and throws a rose
Ah but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws
How I love the kisses of Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
Only my Dolores
From a balcony above me
She whispers “Love me” and throws a rose
Ah but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah.
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
[insert Seinfeld joke here]
When I’m drowning
You drag me up to you
Rings in the water
My only residue
But you’re just fiction
And I’m a twisted boy
Strange as I seem
I’m getting stranger by the minute
Strange brew
Kill what’s inside of you.
She’s some kind of demon messing in the glue.
If you don’t watch out it’ll stick to you.
To you.
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew
Kill what’s inside of you.
What kind of fool am I
Who never fell in love
It seems that I’m the only one
That I have been thinking of
What kind of man is this
An empty shell
A lonely cell in which
An empty heart must dwell
Wise men say only fools rush in
But, I can’t help falling in love with you…
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
Carnivals and cotton candy
Carousels and calliopes
Fortune-tellers in glass cases
We will always remember these
Merry-go-rounds quickly turning
Quickly turning for you and me
And the whole world madly turning
Turning, turning 'till you can’t see
We’re on a carousel
A crazy carousel
And now we go around
Again we go around
And now we spin around
Long Distance Information, get me Memphis, Tennessee
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
867-5309
867-5309
867-5309
867-5309
Jenny, Jenny
You’re the girl for me
Pennsylvania 6-5000!