Look at what’s happened to me
I can’t believe it myself
Suddenly I’m up on top of the world
Should’ve been somebody else
Believe it or not
I’m walking on air
I never thought I could feel so free-ee-ee
Flying away on a wing and a prayer
Who could it be?
Believe it or not, it’s just me!
*Here’s the story of a lovely lady
who was bringing up three very lovely girls
all of them had hair of gold, like their mother.
the youngest one in curls.
Here’s the story of a man named Brady
Who was busy with three boys of his own.
They were four men living all together
yet they were all alone
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow.
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch,
That this group must somehow form a family,
That’s the way we all became the Brady bunch.
The Brady bunch, the Brady bunch.
That’s the way we became the Brady bunch.*
Also, Three’s Company:
*Come and knock on our door,
(Come and knock on our door)
We’ve been waiting for you.
(We’ve been waiting for you)
Where the kisses are hers and hers and his
Three’s company too.
Come and dance on our floor,
(Come and dance on our floor)
Take a step that is new.
(Take a step that is new)
We’ve a loveable space that needs your face
Three’s company too.
You’ll see that life is a ball again,
Laughter is calling for you-.
Down at our rendezvous
(Down at our rendezvous)
Three’s company too.
Down at our rendezvous
(Down at our rendezvous)*
With a burger on a bun and a dab of cole slaw on the side.
Oh, your taste we will tickle with a cold dill pickle.
And all of our potatoes are French fried, fried, fried.
Our burgers can’t be beat cause we (something) our own meat Line wiped from memory
And when you drive away with a tip upon our tray
We hope you (something) repeat
(burpo whiffs it in the home stretch)
In the Thunderbolt Greaseslapper he is on your tail
He won’t quit because you know there’s no such word as “Fail” to [who is it, folks?}
Afraid you’ll have to be from southern California to remember my favorite.
What a sight
In a laboratory
Late one night
There began the story
Lightning flashed, and something missed
A poor old crazy scientist
Had dropped a bag of jellybeans
Into his Frankenstein machine
And Shrimpenstein
Was created in just half the time
That it takes to make a Frankenstein
And so you see,
He’s half the size of you and me
And though he’ll try, he can’t be mean
He’s just a little walking jellybean.
Shrimpenstein!
On top of old Horror Hill in a secret laboratory
Professor Wierdo and Count Kook are in their monstrous glory!
Fiddle-diddle-dee, fiddle-diddle-day,
It’s just like a holiday,
Fiddle-diddle-dee, fiddle-diddle-day,
Herman’s here to stay!
When Katnip the Kat
Sees Herman the Mouse
Katnip the Kat
Packs his bags to leave the house!
Heroes, heroes, mighty men of war,
Sons of all the heroes of the war before!
There’s a hold up in the Bronx,
Brooklyn’s broken out in fights
There’s a traffic jam in Harlem
That’s backed up to Jackson Heights
There’s a scout troop short a child
Kruschev’s due at Idlewild…
Gilligan’s Island
Lost In Space
McHale’s Navy
I Dream Of Jeannie
Land Of The Lost
My Three Sons
Room 222
Beverly Hillbillies
U.F.O
Space: 1999
It’s About Time
The Brady Bunch
George Of The Jungle
Super Chicken
Batman
Green Acres
The Andy Griffith Show
F-Troop
Maverick
And others.
I see the Freakies Cereal theme mentioned. Yup, that too. (Loved Freakies when I was a kid!) The Big Mac song, of course.
Seriously, theme songs and commercial songs pop into my head all the time – much to the annoyance of the SO.
Both versions of Lost in Space?
Nobody believes me: the piano part in My Three Sons is “Chopsticks”; Room 222 theme had some kick-ass time changes;
I have the soundtrack album from Space: 1999. Not bad stuff.
I could whistle the theme from Bearcats on command;
Plus, both versions of Land of the Giants.
C & H pure cane sugar
from Hawaii, sweet Hawaii,
grown in the sun.
When you cook, when you bake,
for goodness sake get C & H,
pure cane sugar C & H,
pure cane sugar, that’s the one.