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| 3. |
| 3:13 |
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| 4. |
| 3:33 | 
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My old flame
I can't even think of her name... But it's funny now and then, How my thoughts go flashing back again to My old flame I've met so many who had fascinatin' ways A fascinatin' gaze in their eyes! Some who took me up to the skies! But their attempts at love were only imitations of My old flame I can't even think of her name But I'll never be the same until I discover what became of My old flame *Evil Wheezy laughing* My old Flame I can't even think of her name "I'll have to look through my collection of human heads!" But it's funny now and then How my thoughts go flashing back again to My old flame My old flame, My, my new lovers all seem so tame "They, they they won't even let me strangle them!" For I haven't met a girl So magnificent or elegant as My old flame I, I, I've met so many Who had fascinating ways A fascinating gaze in their eye! "I sewed this eye, so I removed the other eye! That eye that kept winking and blinking at other men it'llsmakess sss ist ist (Stammering)" Some who took me up to the skies! But their attempts at love were only imitations of My old flame I, I can't even think of her name! "Whe-wh-whe (Stammering again) WHAT WAS HER NAME?" "Doris, Laura, Cloe, Manny, Moe, Jack?" "No, it couldn't have been Moe... I can't stand it, I tell you! This is driving me sane! eh ees ehh (Wheezy stammering)" ... She would always treat me mean So I poured a can of gasoline And struck a match to My old flame... |
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| 5. |
| 3:10 |
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| 6. |
| 3:17 |
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| 7. |
| 2:59 |
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| 8. |
| 3:05 |
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The Man on the Flying Trapeze
(As performed by Doodles Weaver) As the crowd roars, to the center ring steps our fractured baritone. Are you in voice Winstead? I believe I am in voice. (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO professor? (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO Ohhh..... hunce I was wappy uh, Once I was sappy uh, Sap I was wussy... no, no, no... Once I was happy, buts now I borlorn, uh, Lorn I fow mow, uh, Sigh on lie now, uh, Nylons are free.... No, no... Now I'm forlorn... (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO Like an old goat... Oh no, not a goat, that's an animal. Like an old coat that is tornered and tat, uh.... teetered and tonned, uh... tattered and tipped, uh... tap with a toupee, uh... ripped! (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO Left in this wide world to sleep and to snore, uh... to weep and to mourn, Betreaned by a jade in her means. No. Bemeaned by a trade for some jeans. No. Bejeaned by a teen with some jade. No. Betrayed by a maid in her teens. OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH................... He floats by his hair. Ooh. Not by his hair. That would hurt! Speaking of hair, a man came up to me and said, "Doodles, your hair is getting thin." And I said, "Well, who wants fat hair?" THAT'S A KILLER!!!!! (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO He floats through the air with the aidest of grease, with the latest of fleas, uhh... with plates full of cheese. No, no. With the birds and the bees, uhh... he can't miss. (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO The manning young dare, uh, the daring young mare, He's not a horse, that's silly. He'd break his neck. The fanny young dan, The danny young fan, He's an awful old ham, uh, he's a young fellow 'bout my age. You know, a funny thing happened, a man came up to me and said, "Doodles, Doodles, did you leave home? I said, "I left home." He said, "Did you put the cat out?" I said, "I didn't know he was on fire!" THAT'S A KILLER!!!!! (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO The daring young man on the flapping tripeze, uh, treezing triflaps, uh, trying flip flips, uh, flipping triflop, uh, flapping trivalve, HORIZONTAL BARS! (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO His grations are axle, no. His actions are horrible, no. He's very good. All girls he doth please. But, my wuv he hath lollen astay. No. The dove's in the hayloft away. No. I'm on the Road to Mandalay. No, hey hey hey! No, now. Did you hear about the owl that married a goat? They had a hootenanny! THAT'S A KILLER!!!!! (pitch pipe) *sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO HE'S THE MAN ON THE FLYING TRAPEEEEZE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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You always hurt
The one you love The one you shouldn't hurt at all You always take The sweetest rose and crush it 'til the petals fall... --- Now excuse me there, Mr. Carl Brazun(?) I'll tell this little girl all about this here situation. Now Honey Child, You knows that you always seems to break The, uh, well, the very kind of sort of our heart With a hasty word that you just can't seem to recall Honey Child, Honey Lamb, Honey baby, Honey Doll, Honey Pie Now then if this boy Now mind you, I says, if this here boy Dun broke your heart last night Honey Child, Honey Lamb, Honey Baby, Honey Doll, Honey Pie It's because he loves you the most of all. --- You always hurt - *Bang* Ahh! The one you love - Ahwwwooo! (Man howling) The one you shouldn't hurt at all - *Bang* Aahhhh! *Bang* You always take - *Slide whistle* The sweetest rose - *Slurping noise* And crush it 'til the petals fall - *Glass shatter* You always break - Kuhrunch! The kindest heart - *Bum Bum Bum(Drum)* With a hasty word you can't recall - Where are you, you old bat?! So if I broke - Kuhrunch! Your heart last night - *Clacking noise* It's because I love you most of all! |
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| 2:39 |
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When der fuehrer says we is de master race
We heil heil right in der fuehrer's face Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face When Herr Goebbels says we own the world and space We heil heil right in Herr Goebbels' face When Herr Goring says they'll never bomb dis place We heil heil right in Herr Goring's face Are we not the supermen Aryan pure supermen Ja we is the supermen Super duper supermen Is this Nutsy land so good Would you leave it if you could Ja this Nutsy land is good We would leave it if we could We bring the world to order Heil Hitler's world to order Everyone of foreign race Will love der fuehrer's face When we bring to the world dis order When der fuehrer says we is de master race We heil heil right in der fuehrer's face Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face When der fuehrer says we is de master race We heil heil right in der fuehrer's face Not to love der fuehrer is a great disgrace So we heil heil right in der fuehrer's face |
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| 3:33 |
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| 12. |
| 2:46 |
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Aloja 'oe, aloha 'oe
E ke ononaha noho i ka lipo... "As the sun pulls away from the shore and our boat sinks slowly in the west, we approach the island of Lulu." *BOING!* "Spelled backwards..." *BOING!* "...ulul!" "Ah! In the distance we hear Spike Jones and his Wacky Wakkakians!" Chanting: Hey ubba jibba huh-wah ee ah! Hey ubba jibba huh-wah ee ah! Hey ubba jibba huh-wah ee ah! Hey ubba jibba huh-wah ee ah! *Gurgling noise* Chorus(In what is made to sound like a native language): A-hoopa-toopi-looi eesi-doiki-dor A-honna-lieba-whenya-double-aye *Gurgling noise* Hoo-hoo-ch-looeech (Tori-tori) A-honna-lieba-whenya-double-aye Ahlwai! *Gurgle* Tah-huh! *Gurgle* Ahlwai! *Loud Gulp* Tah-huh! ("Uuhh!") Chanting: Kah ho willa higga-hooah ibba-ithuh (ehh) Iick-weh needah habeedi-go-hugula (ehh-ehh) Boo-hoo-halooah iikhi gu-ii-gu-ii Ahleenghi gubbahl aahrh (A'Hannih-hannih-hannih!) Bah-kho wheeya hihgka iiwhi-iiwhi (Eya-Ya) Aihula lei-hahbidigo huhloo-ahla (Eya-Ya) Goo-hoo huhloo-ah iikhi ghoi-ghoi Alah-de-ihbeh whiya gubbahr-ahr! Chorus: (Ahwaihi!) Ahwaihi! ("Hubbuh hubbuh hubbuh!") Tah-huh! ("Zooot!") Ahlwai! ("Boy!") Tah-huh! *Trumpet* *Donald Duck gargling* *Trumpet* *Donald gargling again* *Trumpet and sound effects* Note: I onomatopoeia-transposed this at 4AM and it drove me insane... |
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