My Spurs....they jingle jangle jingle...

Get this song out of my head!

It’s A Small World After All…

You’re welcome.:smiley:

You are the Dancing Queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen…

Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I’m the only bee in your bonnet
Build a little birdhouse in your soul…

Oh, say can you see
By the dawn’s early light …

I’ve got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle.

I have that song on my iPod…Tex Ritter, father of John Ritter

Mod Note:

Moved from the Game Room to Café Society.

Also,
Can’t touch this! Na-na-na-nah-nah-nah! Nah-nah! Nah-nah!
Can’t touch this!

Cheers,
Gukumatz
Game Room Moderator

Oh lord, won’t you buy
a Mercedes Benz?
My friends all drive Porsches
I must make amends…

And of course:

I don’t want a pickle
I just want to ride my motorcyckle
I don’t want to die
I just want to ride my motorcie

I hate my parents for introducing me to these songs.

No No No…It’s a Fallout 4 reference :slight_smile:

Tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want!

[Elmer Fudd Style]
Twell me what you want, what you weally weally want,
I’ll twell you what I want, what I weally weally want!
[/Elmer Fudd Style]

If you’re blue and you don’t know
Where to go to, why don’t you go
Where fashion sits.
Puttin’ on the Ritz.

Tiiiiiny bubbles
In the wine
Tiiiiiny bubbles
Make me feel fine

Jenny, Jenny who can I turn to
You give me something I can hold on to
I know you’ll think I’m like the others before
Who saw your name and number on the wall
Jenny I’ve got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don’t change your number
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)
8 6 7-5 3 0 9 (8 6 7-5 3 0 9)

Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out to see
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key

Sweet Violet, sweeter than the roses!

You’re the top, you’re the Coloseum,
You’re the top, you’re the Louvre Museum

*Billy, don’t be a hero
Don’t be a fool with your life!

Billy, don’t be a hero
Come back and make me your wife!

And as he started to go…
She said, “Billy, keep your head low.”

Billy, don’t be a hero
Come back to me.*

This was a triumph.
I’m making a note here, HUGE SUCCESS.
It’s hard to overstate my satisfaction.

Tall and tan and young and lovely
the girl from ipanema goes walking
and when she passes, each one she passes goes “Ah!”

Ya had plenty money 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don’t ya do right
like some other men do?