Old Ad Jingles You remember

Ooh! I knew so many of these when I clicked on the thread, now after reading yours I’ve forgotten them! Gah!

I do, however, remember when it used to say “Home Hardware, Home of the Handyman!” instead of “Home Hardware, help is close to home!”

Ehh, all I can think of now are local commercials. :stuck_out_tongue:

Oh! How about:
Cheez whiz adds… personality, personality… doesn’t know the rest of the words but could hum the tune

As an aside, I used to sing that as “Sneeze whiz adds personality, personality… so many ways to put phlegm in your day…”

Remember the old McDonald’s records they sent in the mail as some sort of a contest?

Big Mac, McDLT, a Quarter Pounder with some cheese, Fillet O’ Fish a Hamburger, a Cheesburger, a Happy Meal, Mc Nuggets, tasty golden fries, regular or larger size, a salad, Chef or Garden or a Chicken Salad Oriental, big Big Breakfast, Egg Mc Muffin, hot Hot cakes and sausage, maybe biscuits, bacon, egg, and cheese a sausage, danish, hash browns too, and for desert hot apple pies, sundaes three varieties, soft served cone, three kinds of shakes and chocolaty chip cookies, and to drink a Coca-Cola, Diet Coke, Orange drink, Sprite, a coffee decafe too, a milk and also orange juice, I love McDonald’s, its a Good Time Great Taste, and I get this all at one place! The good time great tase of McDonald’s!

Who said they don’t write good jingles anymore? I love the new Coors commercials. With the twins! A future classic!

I remember that we used to bowdlerize (sp?) the McDonalds jingle:

You deserve a brick today
So get up and heave away

At MacDonalds

A non-PC one from a furniture store in Louisville –

Done in a deep “Indian” voice.

Chen-o-weth
Furn-i-ture
Honest Injun
Chenoweth, Chenoweth, Chenoweth.

From a Nashville KFC in the late '70s.

The ninety-nine center, the ninety-nine center
Two fingerlickingood pieces of chicken

A Nashville shoestore

Two for the price of one plus a dollar

Get a bucket of chicken
Have a barrel of fun!
(Good bye ho-hum!)
At Kentucky Fried Chicken
It’s fun for everyone!

Don’t cook tonight!
Call Chicken Delight!

Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce cheese, pickles, onions in a sesame seed bun!

Hot dogs!
Armor hot dogs!
What kind of kid eats Armor hot dogs?
Fat kids, skinny kids, kids who climb on rocks!
Tough kids, sissy kids, even kids with chicken pox
Love hot dogs
Armor hot dogs!
The Dogs… Kids… Love… to… Bite!

My balogna has a fist name
It’s O-S-C-A-R
My balogna has a second name
It’s M-A-Y-E-R
Oh, I love to eat it every day
And if you ask me why, I’ll say,
“'Cause Oscar Mayer’s got a way
With B-O-L-O-G-N-A!”

We’re happy little Vegemites
As bright as bright can be
We love to eat our Vegemite
For breakfast, lunch and tea… Oh, wait a minute. I’m not Australian. Never mind.

From the greater Chicago area:

“Five eight eight
two three hundred-
EMPIIIIIIRE!”

When my husband gets home later this evening, I’ll have to sing this ditty to him to get it outta my head.:slight_smile:

I can’t beleive no one’s mentioned:

Uh-oh! Spaghettios!

(and)

Munch a bunch a
Munch a bunch Frito’s go with lunch! (repeat, faster and faster)

There’s a mountain, far away…
(Arrowhead)
And we go up there, every day.
(Arrowhead)
We take the water
from a living spring…
It’s a cool clean taste that only Arrowhead can bring!
Arrowhead!

From the early 70s – there was a car named Arrow.
Me and my Arrow, takin’ the high road…

Not to be confused with:
Me and my RC!
Me and my RC *(and my RC, me and my RC)(repeat ad infinitum…) *

Why I love the internet

Colt 45 malt liquor!
Loaded with dynamite taste!
So won’t you drink one, down one
Get yourself around one!
Colt 45 malt liquor!
Colt 45 has dynamite taste!

Lord.

One only one stuck in my head from the 70’s:

Le-he-he-he-he-vis (haw haw)
Le-he-he-he-he-he
Le-he-he-he-he
Le-he-he-he-he-vis

OH. MY. GOD. Do you think we can sue the 80’s for the permanent damage done to us?

Ahem. twicks and damceswithcats. This may not be exactly right, but…

*"All the animals in the zoo
are jumping up and down for you,
hoping you will be sure to plan
a trip to the zoo as fast as you can.

Animals with storybooks
you turn on with a key
tell you all about the
different animals you see.

Storybooks and zoo-keys
together guide you through
a world of new adventure
awaits you at the zoo."

*I wonder if they still have those goofy zoo-keys at the Philadelphia Zoo.

Weekends were MADE for Michelob!

Growing up …

*Genesee-ing is believing!
You can count on Genny taste
'Cause it’s brewed in just one place
Geneseeing is believing!

Do you wanna’
Come to Lackawanna?
Shop Ridge Dinette!*

Only Mazda’s got a truck!
For just fifty-seven, ninety-five!
Sakes alive!

If it wasn’t for this jingle, I wouldn’t remember a time when you could buy a vehicle for under 6k.

Oh, I wish I were an Oscar-Mayer wiener;
that is what I’d truly like to be.
Cause if I were an Oscar-Mayer wiener,
Everyone would be in love with me.

My baloney has a first name; it’s O-S-C-A-R.
My baloney has a second name; it’s M-A-Y-E-R.
Oh, I love to eat it every day,
and if you ask me why, I’ll say,
cause Oscar-Mayer has a way with B-O-L-O-G-N-A.

I remember getting it in the Sunday paper. The record was thin and flimsy - kind of like their burgers. And their cheese slices. And their tomato slices. And their bacon slices.

local cycle store offered free tires if you bought a bike…it was Christmas time, so on the radio to the tune of Feliz Navidad…it was ‘Free Knobby Tires’

are ya in the middle of Nebraska? KBRB, 1400

The world looks mighty good to me, cause Tootsie Rolls are all I see, whatever it is I think I see, becomes a Tootsie Roll to me
Tootsie Roll power won’t you chocolate-y chew?
Tootsie Roll I think I’m in love with you.

We are the Freakies, We are the Freakies, this is the Freakies tree, we never miss a meal, 'cause we love our cereal. Wasn’t there more to this one?

Tootsie Roll & Fig Newtons were my favs

What was the one for Cheerios?

Ai, yi yi yi!
I am the Frito Bandito!

You beat me, Johnny L.A. But if I may, I’d like to add to it as it’s stuck in my mind. (One of my obsessive songs I sing when alone in the office.)

Ai yi, yi, yi!
I am the Frito Bandito!
I like Frito Corn chips,
I love them, I do
I want Frito Corn Chips,
I’ll take them from you

Ai yi, yi, yi!
I am the Frito Bandito!
Give me Frito Corn Chips and I’ll be your friend,
The Frito Bandito you must not offend!

Others, from watching too much Los Angeles television on cable here in Arizona:

“Dial, Dial, Dial Chevrolet,
Two blocks off the Santa Anna Freeway
11980 East Firestone
Dial Chevrolet”

And

“It’s Cal Worthington and his dog Spot!” Usually an exotic animal, never a dog.)
“If you’re looking for a better set of wheels,
I will stand upon my head to make a deal
I will stand upon my head until my ears are turning red!
Go see Cal, go see Cal, go see Cal”

Not really a jingle, but catchy (Frank Zappa fans may recognize part of this one), it featured a man who would answer a series of questions from an off camera voice:

Voice: “Who has Southern California been turning to for all their plumbing, drain, heating, and air conditioning needs for over 50 years?”

Man: “Adee Do!”

Interestingly, there was a competing plumbing company whose ads were exact copies, even featuring the same man, who would answer the questions with, “Stephan, Jack Stephan.”

More national ones stuck in my brain:

I"It takes two hands to handle a Whopper, the two fisted burger from Burger King"

“Hold the pickles, hold the lettuce, special orders don’t upset, all we ask is that you let us serve it your way. Have it your way…”

Tiparillo Cigars:
The minute you walked in the joint, I could tell you were a man of distinction, a real big spender. Good looking, so refined, I figured you were the cigar smoking kind… …Hey big spender, why not spend a dime on me?""

“It’s Bash, Bash, Bash, brand new Milton Bradley game…”

“Milton Bradley’s got a hot one, it’s called Twister. Spin the spinner and call the spot, Twister ties you up in a knot. Get Twister, yeah Twister! From MB.”

I know I’m going to have others popping up all night now. (A change I guess from John Phillips Souza, who’s often marching in my brain.)