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I do not comment; I merely report.
You, of all people, know that those are the same thing when you do *it.
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I was 40 when I got here
and you all gave me a lift
It added ten yers to my life
Being thirty was quite a gift
After meeting Jackie 5 more got added
and became a quarter century old
again, but AphonicRants just made it saddened
his reporting pushed my years to Gold.
Me (soon to be a number one hit on Doctor Demento)
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Leave the 'reports' in I + A, cuz they are even less "fun" than you putting 7 posts here in a row (appropriate or not).
Remember: "The only structure we need is self-control".
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#68965
05/10/2002 4:54 AM
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#68966
05/10/2002 6:18 AM
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John Lennon wrote and recorded a song called Life Begins At Forty, and never released it. Talk about eerie. The lyrics seem to be unavailable online, but here's a page with the complete song history (evidently he laid down several different versions of it): http://www.bootlegzone.com/beatleg/songs/lifeoruy.htm
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05/10/2002 6:28 AM
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Beautiful Boys
by John Lennon
You're a beautiful boy,
With all your little toys,
Your eyes have seen the world,
Though your only four years old,
And your tears are streaming,
Even when your smiling,
Please never be afraid to cry,
You're a beautiful boy,
With all your little ploys,
Your mind has changed the world,
And your now forty years old,
You got all you can carry,
And still somehow empty,
Don't ever be afraid to fly,
All you beautiful boys,
Creating multiple plays,
You like to fence in your world,
And settle down when you're old,
You can run from pole to pole,
And never scratch your soul,
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back,
Don't be afraid to go to hell and back,
Don't be afraid to be afraid.
from the Double Fantasy album, © 1980 John Lennon
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#68968
05/10/2002 6:34 AM
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"Old Man"
by Neil Young
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
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#68969
05/10/2002 6:43 AM
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Lest we forget...no Chuck, no Beatles, they said so themselves! The greatest "16" R'n'R song ever written (IMHO)! Take it Chuck!  Sweet Little Sixteen by Chuck Berry They're really rockin Boston In Pittsburgh, P. A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way down in New Orleans All the Cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's just got to have About half a million Framed autographs Her wallet's filled with pictures She gets 'em one by one She gets so excited Watch her look at her run Oh mommy mommy Please may I go It's such a sight to see Somebody steal the show Oh daddy daddy I beg of you Whisper to mommy It's all right with you Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand In Philadelphia P.A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way Down in New Orleans All the Cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's got the grown up blues Tight dress and lipstick She's sportin' high heal shoes Oh, but tomorrow morning She'll have to chang her trend And be sweet sixteen And back in class again Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand In Philadelphia P.A. Deep in the heart of Texas And 'round the Frisco Bay All over St. Louis Way Down in New Orleans All the Cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen © 1955 by Chuck Berry
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#68970
05/10/2002 6:54 AM
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Sunrise, Sunset
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday when they
Were small?
Sunrise, Sunset
Sunrise, Sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, Sunset
Sunrise, Sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their ways?
Now they must learn from one another
Day by day
They look so natural together
Just like two newlyweds should be
Is there a canopy in store
For me?
Sunrise, Sunset
Sunrise, Sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
© 1968 by Jerry Bock and Sheldon Harnick, from Fiddler on the Roof
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#68971
05/10/2002 10:22 AM
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Gypsies Tramps and Thieves by Cher
I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
Papa would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
Sell a couple bottles of doctor good
CHORUS:
Gypsies, tramps and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
Picked up a boy just south of Mobile
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal
I was sixteen, he was twenty-one
Rode with us to Memphis
And papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done
Chorus
I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
With his smooth southern style
Three months later, I'm a gal in trouble
And I haven't seen him for a while
I haven't seen him for a while
She was born in the wagon of a travelin' show
Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
Grandpa'd do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
Sell a couple bottles of doctor good
Chorus
Bingley
Bingley
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#68972
05/10/2002 11:03 AM
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>>Hey, I've got "dibs" on The Beatles' When I'm 64 when we get to it!
I'm putting dibs down on:
47 (Gilbert & Sullivan)
65 (Gilbert O'Sullivan)
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#68973
05/10/2002 12:38 PM
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I haven't heard Elvis Costello's new album, but I've read a review of it. Apparently, there's a song called "45" -- with verses about the year 1945, about being 45, and about 45 rpm records.
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#68974
05/10/2002 12:54 PM
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I haven't been spending a lot of time in this thread, but the local branch of Fairness and Accuracy In Reporting has asked me to point out a, no doubt unintentional, lapse in completeness in an earlier report (not a comment). > [post by SilkMuse]
>> ASp: Aren't we supposed to be doing this chronologically? (I was waiting till "17")
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I do not comment; I merely report.
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>[post by sparteye, jumping to 16]
No objection by ASp.
I do not comment; I merely report.
The (no doubt unintentional) lapse is that between [post by sparteye, jumping to 16] and the report (not a comment) the aforementioned ASp had posted: Is there really nothing for the ages between 4 and 17??? I keep coming up blank... and now y'all have posted the 17-related songs I was waiting to explode upon the scene with. 
[white](going to the back of the class now)[/white]
I do not comment, I merely report. I do commend the ARs for advancing from newbie to journeyman in the prosecution of his efforts to demonstrate his greater knowledge of popular music when for all we know he could be a Pooh-Bah if he were to take proper credit for his postings. I do hope he will pay more attention to the little details in his reporting and I would hope that no one ever find him to have committed similar lapses to the one he wrongly attributes to the ASp.
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#68975
05/10/2002 1:16 PM
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faldage, there is some merit to what you say about the second part of my post.
Please consider that part deleted, and the post confined to its first part only.
Aside to of-troy: did you notice that "It Ain't Necessarily So" is in limerick form, dear to your heart?
Edit to faldage: very nicely said, sir. Thank you for pointing that out; I deserved it.
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#68976
05/10/2002 1:23 PM
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This song, though it gives no specific year, is clearly referring to a pre-adolescent:
When I was a lad of three-foot-three / Certain questions occurred to me,
So I asked me father quite seriously / To tell me the story 'bout the bird and bee.
He stammered and he stuttered pathetically / And this is what he said to me.
He said, "The woman piaba and the man piaba
and the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass,
The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm,
And the famous grandy scratch scratch."
[and one more line, starting the next verse: It was clear as mud but it covered the ground]
-- Man Piaba by Harry Belafonte
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#68977
05/10/2002 1:33 PM
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Although age-16 has been well-covered, I find this one too sweet to omit:
Tonight's the night I've waited for
Because you're not a baby anymore
You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Happy birthday sweet sixteen
What happened to that funny face
My little tomboy now wears satins and lace
I can't believe my eyes you're just a teenage dream
Happy birthday sweet sixteen
When you were only six / I was your big brother
Then when you were ten / We didn't like each other
When you were thirteen / You were a funny Valentine
But since you've grown up
Your future is sewn up
From now on you're gonna be mine so
If I should smile with sweet surprise
It's just that you've grown up before my very eyes
You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Happy birthday sweet sixteen
-- Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen (Neil Sedaka / Howard Greenfield)
[My daughters are older [sad -e], but still "the prettiest girls I've ever seen".]
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#68978
05/10/2002 5:12 PM
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Let me contribute another eager fourteen-year-old:
Lolly Too Tum Day
As I went out one morning to fetch the pleasant air
Lolly too tum, too tum, lolly too tum day.
As I went out one morning to fetch the pleasant air,
I overheard a mother a-scoldin' her daughter fair
Lolly too tum, too tum, lolly too tum day. hereinafter to be known as "Lolly-etc"
"You better go wash them dishes, and hush that flattering tongue,"
Lolly-etc
"You better go wash them dishes, and hush that flattering tongue,
For you know that you wanna get married, and that you are too young."
Lolly-etc
"Oh pity my condition, just like it was yer own,"
Lolly-etc
"Oh pity my condition, just like it was yer own,
For fourteen long years I've been living all alone."
Lolly-etc
"Supposin' I were willin', where would you get yer man?"
Lolly-etc
"Supposin' I were willin', where would you get yer man?"
"Lawsy, massy, Mammy, I'd marry that handsome Sam."
Lolly-etc
"Supposin' he should spite you, like you done him before?"
Lolly-etc
"Supposin' he should spite you, like you done him before?"
"Lawsy, massy, Mammy, I could marry me fourteen more!"
Lolly-etc
"There's peddlers and there's tinkers, and boys from the plow,"
Lolly-etc
"There's peddlers and there's tinkers, and boys from the plow!
"Lawsy, massy, Mammy, I'm a-gettin' that feelin' now!
Lolly-etc
As I went out one morning to fetch the pleasant air
Lolly too tum, too tum, lolly too tum day.
As I went out one morning to fetch the pleasant air,
I overheard a mother a-scoldin' her daughter fair,
Lolly too, tum, too, tum,
Lolly Too Tum Day.
sung by Burl Ives (from the record "The Wayfaring Stranger" ? )
"Lawsy, massy" approximately translates "Lord have mercy," I suspect
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#68979
05/10/2002 7:43 PM
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05/10/2002 11:13 PM
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"She was only sixteen, only sixteen
With eyes that would glow
But she was too young to fall in love
and I was too young to know.
So why did I give my heart so fast
It never will happen again
But I was a mere child of sixteen
I've aged a year since then"
Dr. John - "Only Sixteen"
"Dr. John"? I was going to post this one by "Dr. Hook and the Medical Show"...circa 1975! When I was 16!
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#68981
05/11/2002 3:18 AM
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05/11/2002 6:24 PM
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 I stand corrected That's OK girlfriend...lots of mistakes get made here every week. I just more or less wanted to point out that the song about being 16 came out when I was 16, and I guess I really lived the feelings in the whole song back then.  Couldn't pay me enough to go back to 16..uh uh....no way, Jose!
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#68983
05/13/2002 10:00 AM
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Well I lived on the outskirts of town
In an eight room farmhouse, baby
When my brothers and friends were around
There was always somethin' doin'
Had me a couple of real nice girlfriends
Stopped by to see me every once in a while
When I think back about those days
All I can do is sit and smile
That's when a sport was a sport
And groovin' was groovin'
And dancin' meant everything
We were young and we were improvin'
Laughin', laughin' with our friends
Holdin' hands meant somethin', baby
Outside the club"Cherry Bomb"
Our hearts were really thumpin'
Say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah
The winter days they last forever
But the weekends went by so quick
Went ridin' around this little country town
We were goin' nuts, girl, out in the sticks
One night, me with my big mouth
A couple guys had to put me in my place
When I see those guys these days
We just laugh and say do you remember when
Chorus
Say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah
Seventeen has turned thirty-five
I'm surprised that we're still livin'
If we've done any wrong
I hope that we're forgiven
Got a few kids of my own
And some days I still don't know what to do
I hope that they're not laughing too loud
When they hear me talkin'
Like this to you
Chorus
Cherry Bomb - John Mellencamp
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#68984
05/13/2002 10:12 AM
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Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys and the car and the home
But her friends were really his friends
No one stops by to see her much any more
So one night, she goes back down to
The old haunts
That once upon a time were her own
She didn't know nobody out there no
More
And the whole experience just made her
Feel so old
She says
I want to live the real life
I want to life my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that
Don't mean
I want to sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life
I want to live the real life
Jackson Jackson was a good kid
He had four years of college
And a bachelors degree
Started workin, when he was 21
Got fed up and quit
When he was 43
He said, "My whole life
I've done, what I was supposed to do
Now I'd like to maybe do something
For myself
And just as soon, I figure out what
That is
You can bet your life
I'm gonna give it hell"
He says
I want to live the real life
I want to life my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that
Don't mean
I want to sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life
I want to live the real life
I guess, it don't matter, how old you
Are
Or how old one lives to be
I guess, it boils down to what we did
With our lives
And how we deal with our own
Destinies
But something happens
when you reach a certain age
Particularly to those ones, that are
Young at heart
It's a lonely proposition when you
Realize
That there's less days in front of the
Horse
Than riding in the back of this cart
I say
I want to live the real life
I want to life my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that
Don't mean
I want to sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life
I want to live the real life.
The Real Life - John Mellencamp
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#68985
05/13/2002 12:43 PM
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Your mom was 17 when it started to get mean
by Mulholland Drive.
Now you're 22, there's nothin you wouldn't do
to keep your soul alive.
Topanga Canyon Freaks
Steve Wynn and the Miracle 3
bonus points for lyrics that include a movie title!
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#68986
05/13/2002 9:47 PM
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For Mother's Day, I offer this, for those who selflessly gave up children, so that they could have a better life.
She gets in her car, October Friday night,
Home from work, down 31, past Franklin High,
She can see the stadium lights,
She can hear the band.
A thousand crazy high school kids,
Screaming in the stands.
Quarterback and Homecoming Queen,
Love too young to know what it means.
She goes back in time, oh, in her mind,
It's like a dream.
He would be sixteen,
The son she never knew.
It hurt so much to give him up:
But what else could she do?
He would be sixteen.
A child should have a home,
She knows her folks were right.
She never heard the couple's name,
Just that they were nice.
She wonders if he's taller than his father was.
Does he drive a car by now, has he been in love?
She shakes back to reality,
She knows things turn out the way they should be.
But she just can't help but ask herself,
Does he know about me?
He would be sixteen,
The son she never knew.
It hurt so much to give him up:
But what else could she do?
He would be sixteen.
She never even got to hold him,
And nights like this.
It hurts to miss,
The son she's never seen.
He would be sixteen.
He would be sixteen.
"He Would Be Sixteen"
~~Michelle Wright
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#68987
05/23/2002 10:02 AM
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Right - I don't notice much chronological order here, so I'm going to jump in with the last verse of a previously mentioned song, since it's a way-cool song and Harry should get some more air-play...
Well I traveled far and I traveled wide
And I don't even have me self a bride
All the great men upon this earth
Have confused me since my birth
I've been over land and been over sea
Trying to find answer 'bout the bird and bee
But now that I am ninety three
I don't give a darn you see
If the woman piaba and the man piaba
And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass,
The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm,
And the famous grandy scratch scratch.
Man piaba, Harry Belafonte
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#68988
05/23/2002 5:55 PM
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The connection? Uh, I think Ben E King sez "LIED" ninty-three times in this song.
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Don't play that song for me
It brings back memories of days that I once knew
The days that I spent with you
oh no, don't let it play
It fills my heart with pain
Please stop it right away
I remember just-a what it said
It said:
"Darling, I love you"
_______________You know that you lied.
"Darling, I love you"
_______________You know that you lied.
"Darling, I love you"
_______________You know that you lied.
You lied, you lied, you Lied, Lied, Lied, lied.
Remember on our first date
You kissed me and you walked away
You were only seventeen
I never thought you'd act so mean
But baby you told me you loved me
You told me you cared
you said, "I'll go with you darling -
almost anywhere"
But darling, you know that you lied.
You know that you lied.
You know that you lied,
lied, lied, lied, lied, lied, lied.
Darling I love you (You lied) - Ben E. King
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#68989
05/23/2002 6:20 PM
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Claiming my previous dibs on 47. Ruth (purple) and Frederic (green) speaking, then singing, in The Pirates of Penzance by Gilbert & Sullivan:
Ruth, you are considerably older than I. A lad of twenty-one usually looks for a wife of seventeen. A wife of seventeen! You will find me a wife of a thousand! No, but I shall find you a wife of forty-seven, and that is quite enough.
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You told me you were fair as gold! / And, master, am I not so?
And now I see you're plain and old. / I'm sure I'm not a jot so.
Upon my innocence you play. / I'm not the one to plot so.
Your face is lined, your hair is grey. / It's gradually got so.
Faithless woman, to deceive me, / I who trusted so!
Master, master, do not leave me! / Hear me, ere you go!
My love without reflecting, / Oh, do not be rejecting!
Take a maiden tender, her affection raw and green,
At very highest rating, / Has been accumulating
Summers seventeen, summers seventeen.
Don't, beloved master, / rush me with disaster.
What is such a dower to the dower I have here?
My love unabating / Has been accumulating
Forty-seven year--forty-seven year!
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Don't, beloved master, / Crush me with disaster.
What is such a dower to the dower I have here?
My love unabating / Has been accumulating
Forty-seven year--forty-seven year!
Yes, your former master / Saves you from disaster.
Your love would be uncomfortably fervid, it is clear
If, as you are stating / It's been accumulating
Forty-seven year--forty-seven year!
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05/23/2002 6:39 PM
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From the same Gilbert & Sullivan: the Pirate King's chant:
For some ridiculous reason, to which, however, I've no desire to be disloyal,
Some person in authority, I don't know who, very likely the Astronomer Royal,
Has decided that, although for such a beastly month as February, twenty-eight days as a rule are plenty,
One year in every four his days shall be reckoned as nine and-twenty.
Through some singular coincidence-- I shouldn't be surprised if it were owing to the agency of an ill-natured fairy--
You are the victim of this clumsy arrangement, having been born in leap-year, on the twenty-ninth of February;
And so, by a simple arithmetical process, you'll easily discover,
That though you've lived twenty-one years, yet, if we go by birthdays, you're only five and a little bit over!
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05/23/2002 6:55 PM
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And claiming my previous "dibs" on 65. From Alone Again, Naturally, by Gilbert O'Sullivan:
In looking back over the years, / And whatever else that appears.
I remember I cried when my father died, / Never wishing to hide the tears.
At sixty-five years old, / My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn’t understand why the only man, / She had ever loved had been taken.
Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken,
Despite encouragement from me, / No words were ever spoken.
And when she passed away, / I cried and cried all day,
Alone again, naturally .....
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05/28/2002 3:31 PM
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Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm 64?
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From The Frog Prince as played by the Muppets
I'm ixsteen, I'm ixsteen,
I'm ixsteen dotay
A gig birl
A daly
I'm ixsteen dotay
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