D. Savage – 45 On My Hip Lyrics | Lyrics

So he reads to us from something called Ulysses. Have I kept my honor bright? Oh Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted, Your shell's all broken - so's your head. A doctor fell into a well.

Watch out for that tidal wave, We're on the open sea. When it's surfing time in Hawaii... Squish hands together). Otto Zilch - he's a hero of the ages. Across the plains of Texas, From sea to shining sea. My sister scrubs floors for a living. And things need changing everywhere you go. That sees beyond the years. Skipping home from school, Skipping home from school. Where have all the Tigers gone, in just a year. Choppa on my hip. Lyrics: Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Yodel-ay-hee Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Yodel-ay-hee Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Yodel-ay-hee-hoo Yodel. She had two feet size twelve and a half.

Now he's a sticky moose. He went to her funeral but just for the ride... As you went running cross the road. He'll always be remembered. When it's flax farming time in North Dakota...

Now on the road there's such a mess. Bread... with great big lumps like lead. And me without a spoon. Mind the music and the step. That I'm proud to be an American, And I won't forget the men who died, 'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land, And I'm proud to be and American, Goober Peas. Lyrics:||Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, |. The bramble hedge was most unkind, It scratched their eyes and made them blind. Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, bo-oo-oom. Scab sandwich, puss on top. Keep that choppa on my hip yodelice. Urban Thesaurus finds slang words that are related to your search query. And his fate is still unlearned: He may roam forever in the woods and mountains, He's the Scout who never returned. Granny's In the Cellar.

Along come a choo-choo on the track. She threw them in her bed - now dad sleeps in the shed. That she gained her fame entirely by pull. His name was Don Derbeck. The mate was a mighty sailing man, the skipper brave and sure. Now the moon is gently glowing and the stars are twinkling bright. So Donnie called the city pound to see what he could find. All: (everyone unlinks arms and boogies around) I say, ooh, ah ah ah, ooh. On top of Old Smokey. Scouter Paul on Cycling MB. Roy Rogers, Roy Rogers. It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring, he went to bed and bumped his head and said... Do not use suntan lotion. We raked in enough durn money.

And if you spoke at all, you just said "Hi" to Big John. That's all there is, there ain't no more, Unless I meet. There once was a yodeler on a mountain so high, When along came a (grizzly bear) interrupting his cry. If he's past the maturity age. This land is your land, this land is my land. Continues to protrude.

They're a dangerous breed, Reed. Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell. 'Dear Billy Goat, * where is your head? And that's the last we ever heard of Don Derbeck's machine! I'm a nut, I'm a nut, nut, nut-nut-nut. Little Black Things.

To cry out their loudest, 'Mister, where's your mule? Notes:||Tune: Where have all the flowers gone? They taught me how to do a skit, make puppets on the spot. As the vessel they neared. Horer du ej klokken, horer du ej klokken. Campfires that they have here. Let me stay, I love Granada. And the name of her was Gladys. Could yodel She yodeled a yodel as sweet as it could be Her heart was as pure as pretty yellow gold But love meant nothin', she was too cold But. Put left hand on top of it. They felt so happy they danced with glee. Lyrics:||(shark mouth with hands connected at wrist) |. And fight the fare increase.

Yes, give me the gulch where the miners can sluice, And the bright yellow gold can be found. We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed. Where still the mighty moose. He sat by her tombstone and laughed 'til he cried... Headed back to war from the ol' home place. High overhead, the skylarks wing, They never rest at home. You're in Alice's Restaurant. Lyrics:||Come along boys and listen to my tale; |. We're at home in the woods. Work all night 'til the mornin' come, Stack banana 'til the mornin' come, Come mister tally man, tally me banana, A beautiful bunch o' ripe bananas, Lift six hand, seven hand, eight hand bunch, Day-o, me say day-o, Day Old Bakery. We've been working on reusing, If it's a paper bag you're using, Don't use it once, use it twice! She threw them up towards heaven - brought down a 7-4-7. If any of you feel offended. For they say you are going away.

To shoot game from my own cabin home. Will lead us ahead, yes, will lead us ahead, Can't Get to Heaven. She's the hobo's accommodation, the Wabash Cannonball. Their flickering campfires burn. I got on my grind then I ran up my cheddar. I am fed up with all politicians! Whose fleece was white as snow. Shalawally hallway shalawally shalawally! Early on one frosty morn. Barfed up those shirts, * and flagged that train. Everybody steps on me, That is why I'm cracked you see. I have promised you, darling, that never. Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad.