+Harvey And Sheila Harvey and Sheila, Harvey and Sheila, Harvey and Sheila, Oh, the day they met. Harvey and Sheila, Harvey and Sheila, Harvey and Sheila
+Little Butterball I'm called Little Butterball, Dear Little Butterball, 'Though I could never tell why. My calories mount. My cholesterol count Is as
+Here's To The Crabgrass Here's to the crabgrass, Here's to the mortgage, In fact, here's to Suburbia. Lay down your briefcase, Far from the rat race,
My Aunt Minnie bought a mini-skirt, A mini-skirt, A mini-skirt. She's too skinny for a mini-skirt. Such a skinny creature Shouldn't feature such a feature
+I Can't Dance I can't dance. I can't dance. Besides, I'm two feet shorter than the girls are. All these dancing parties are just plain dumb. When they
+Mexican Hat Dance Oh Americans dance on a dance floor. And the Spaniards, they dance on a table. And the Russians, they dance on a saber. But the Mexicans
+One Hippopotami One hippopotami cannot get on a bus, Because one hippopotami is two hippopotamus. And if you have two goose, that makes one geese. A
+No One's Perfect We would now like to salute all of the beautiful singing groups all over the world. When the Norman Luboff Chorus Sings a song like
Plan ahead! Plan ahead! That's what the wise man said. Success is hard to win, but you can win it If you do a lot of thinking in advance and make the
+Pills There are pills that make you happy. There are pills that make you blue. There are pills to kill your streptococci. There are pills to cure your
+Rat Fink F. I say F-I. F-I-N. F-I-N-K. Fink. F-I-N-K, fink, fink, fink, fink. R. I say R-A. R-A-T. R-A-T-T. Rat. R-A-T-T F-I-N-K, rat fink. (yeah yeah
89 20:03:40 GMT Organization: Microsoft Corp., Redmond WA Lines: 48 Posted: Thu Dec 7 12:03:40 1989 "The Ride of Paul Rever e" Alan Sherman
(parody of "Secret Love" by Doris Day, from the movie "Calamity Jane") Once I had a secret code, Where A was B, and B was G. G was K, and K was J; And
+Shine On, Harvey Bloom My name is Mr. Bloom, and I'm from New Rochelle, And I sing this happy tune, Because my son, the astronaut, young Harvey Bloom
+Pop Hates The Beatles My daughter needs a new phonograph. She wore out all the needles. Besides, I broke the old one in half. I hate the Beatles. She
+Shticks Of One Kind And Half A Dozen Of The Other She wheels her wheelbarrow Through streets that are narrow, Her barrow is narrow, her hips are too
+Kiss of Myer Di-de-di-de-di-de-di. (di-de-di-de-di-de-di) Di-de-di-de-di-de-di. (di-de-di-de-di-de-di) Di-de-di-de-di-de-di. (di-de-di-de-di-de-di) Di
Blood! Blood! My son, the vampire, he'll make you a wreck. Every time he kisses you, there'll be two holes in your neck. Blood! Blood! My son, the