#Americans #Jews
Whosever room this is should be as… His underwear is hanging on the la… His raincoat is there in the overs… And the chair is becoming quite mu… His workbook is wedged in the wind…
Followin’ the trail on the old tre… I came to the spot that said “Dig… And four feet down my spade struck… Just where the map said a chest wo… But carved in the side were writte…
There’s a polar bear In our Frigidaire– He likes it 'cause it’s cold in th… With his seat in the meat And his face in the fish
I said, 'I’ll take the T-bone ste… A soft voice mooed, ‘Oh wow.’ And I looked up and realized The waitress was a cow. I cried, 'Mistake—forget the the…
I’ve got a couple more years on yo… I’ve had more chances to fly and m… And it ain’t that I’m wiser... It’s only that I’ve spent more ti… And I’ve picked up a couple more…
I’ll sing you a poem of a silly yo… Who played with the world at the e… But he only loved one single thing… And that was just a peanut-butter… His scepter and his royal gowns,
CHORUS We’ll drink a drink adrink To Lily the Pink the Pink the Pi… The savior of The human ra-a-ace!
Someone ate the baby. It’s rather sad to say. Someone ate the baby So she won’t be out to play. We’ll never hear her whiney cry
Depends on if the judge is fair, Depends how high the heels you wea… Depends on if they count the hair, Depends if they allow the chair.
Agatha Fry, she made a pie And Christopher John helped bake… Christopher John, he mowed the la… And Agatha Fry helped rake it Now, Zachary Zugg took out the ru…
She was dancin’ when I seen her,… In a neighborhood they call 'La Z… She had a child’s smile, but she t… It would take a lot of gold to get… Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go…
Oh, the thumb-sucker’s thumb May look wrinkled and wet And withered, and white as the sno… But the taste of a thumb Is the s… (As only we thumb-suckers know).
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me… Went for a ride in a flying shoe. “Hooray!” “What fun!" “It’s time we flew!”
The morning sun touched lightly on The eyes of Lucy Jordan In her white suburban bedroom In a white suburban town, As she lay there ‘neath the covers…
She fumbles and stumbles And falls down the stairs, Makes love to the leg of the dinin… She’s ready for animals, women or… She’s doing Quaaludes again.