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Heart Of My Heart", I love that melody
"Heart Of My Heart" brings back a memory
When we were kids on the corner of the street
We were rough 'n ready guys
But oh, how we could harmonize
"Heart Of My Heart" meant friends were dearer then
Too bad we had to part
I know a tear would glisten
If once more I could listen
To that gang that sang "Heart Of My Heart"
C'mon now, all you Awaders and every other kind of waders out there,
everybody sing! a-one a-two a-three...
"Heart Of My Heart", I love that melody...
I can't hear you: "HEART OF MY HEART BRING BACK A MEMORY...
Now that's much, much, better: WHEN WE WERE KIDS...
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THAT GANG THAT SANG "HEART OF MY HEART" - THE FOUR ACES
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Carpal Tunnel
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My theme song  : A PIRATE LOOKS AT FORTY by Jimmy Buffet Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call I've wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall You've seen it all, you've seen it all Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em dreams Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late If the cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder I'm an over-forty victim of fate Arriving too late, arriving too late I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass You see, I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast Never meant to last, never meant to last Oh I have been drunk now for over two weeks I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks But I got to stop wishin', got to go fishin' Down to rock bottom again Just a few friends, just a few friends (instrumental) I go for younger women, lived with several awhile Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day Still could manage to smile Just takes a while, just takes a while Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around Feels like I've drowned, but I won't wear a frown Coda: Feels like I've drowned, gonna head uptown © 1972 by Jimmy Buffet
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here's another pirate song:
At age 19 I was kidnapped by Turkish pirates - Mediterranean thugs
After some torture they considered me their mascot - a Cypriotic good luck
I had the taste of death and many other things
I had to pay the piper with my wedding ring
I would never see my family again.
By 25 I was respected as an equal - my art was a knife
On countless raids I was the first one up the lanyard
Yeah, I was seeking a fight
There is no time to pray, there's no time to beg
And then it's off with an arm or it's off with a leg
And if I spare your life, it's because the tide is leavin'.
By 31 I was the captain of a galleon - I was Poseidon's new son
The coast of ??? was my favourite target - Ah, it was ever such fun
We had no wooden legs or steel hooks
We had no black eyepatches or a starving cook
We were just killers with the cold eyes of a sailor.
"The Hook", by Stephen Malkmus
note potential cross-thread to Aging Songs (19, 25, 31)
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Carpal Tunnel
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Performed by: Pinocchio (Dickie Jones)
Music: Leigh Harline
Lyrics: Ned Washington
[Pinocchio:]
I've got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings
But now I'm free
There are no strings on me
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
That's the only way to go
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me
* One sheet music version prints the bridge as this stanza:*
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
I'm as happy as can be
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me
I've got no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings
But you can see
There are no strings on me
[Dutch puppet:]
You have no strings
Your arms is free
To love me by the Zuider Zee
Ya, ya, ya
If you would woo
I'd bust my strings for you
[French puppet:]
You've got no strings
Comme ci comme ca
Your savoire-faire is ooh la la!
I've got strings
But entre nous
I'd cut my strings for you!
[Russian puppet:]
Down where the Volga flows
There's a Russian rendezvous
Where me and Ivan go
But I'd rather go with you, hey!
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Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Tiny Dancer - Elton John
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A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers
Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters
Talking bout Monroe and walking on Snow White
New York's a go-go and everything tastes right
Poor little Greenie
CHORUS
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls
Jean Genie let yourself go!
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Pooh-Bah
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hey kids, rock and roll
rock on
hey kids, it's no use
Sleepin'
Showtime, summertime blues
Jump up and die in your blue suede shoes
Hey kids, rock and roll
We're gonna rock on
Where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Still looking for that blue jean baby queen
Prettiest girl i've ever seen
See her die on my movie screens
Every day
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Cool my soul
Hey kids it's no use
Dreamin'
Lost out, cracked out
Find out what it's all about
Hey kids, rock and roll
We're gonna rock on
Where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Still lookin' for that blue jean baby queen
Prettiest girl I've ever seen
See her die on my movie screens
every day
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Hey kids, rock and roll
Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Hey kids, rock on
Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
David Essex
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One, two, three o'clock four o'clock rock
Five, six, seven o'clock eight o'clock rock
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock twleve o'clock rock
We're gonna to rock around the clock tonight...
Bill Haley and the Comets
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Attention: Will the security police please get
those goofy, lame, jive-school jerks off the stage...
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Now LADIES and BEBOPPERS, let's hear some DO-WOP!
Do do do do Oh ah
Now whatcha gonna do, if I hold your hand
What you gonna do, if I hold your hand
Will you look me in the eye
And say I'm your lovin' man.
You know you're so pretty - you're so pretty
Lowdy looka there - looka there, looka there
You're so pretty - you're so pretty
Lawdy looka there - looka there, looka there
Just struting down the street
Long black and wavy hair.
Gonna reel - gonna reel
Gonna roll - gonna roll
gonna - dance - shake - have a ball
Do do do do Oh ah
Now whatch gonna do, if the joints on fire
Whatcha gonna do, if the joints on fire
Just turn off the oven
And climb a little bit higher
Just a little bit higher -just a little bit higher
Just a wee bit higher -just a little bit higher
A tiny bit higher - just a little bit higher
We gonna keep on climbing -just a little bit higher
Till we begin to fly - ah ah high, ah ah high.
Now what you gonna do -do do do do doo
When the clock strikes four -do do do doo
You gonna holler PLEASE!
LET'S HUCKLEBUCK SOME MORE!
___________ hucklebuck some mooooore.
WHATCHA GONNA DO ~ THE DRIFTERS
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Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I've made some breakfast and coffee
Look out my window and what do I see
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
What are we coming to
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we were here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh You Pretty Things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
Look at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don't kid yourself they belong to you
They're the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
We've finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh You Pretty Things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
David Bowie
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