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So, the lady Diane (for her b'day) the lady Osso and The Dys went to a Japanese resturant (Noda's) for late lunch, it was very yummy, the lady Osso had some kind of raw belly of salmon, the lady Diane had Salmon Teriyaki and The Dys had something pork that he can't pronounce.

Beth, I like that song, and we'll miss our dj, here, but want him to enjoy all of you there, honey. I suppose he will bring his Aztec Camera. <smile>

dys, you mean you didn't have a velvetta cheese sandwich with a coke? My word, cowboy, your palate is going to become atrophied.

Back later with a telephone song of my own.

Time to get frantic, people.

Heeby Jeebies (M. Jackson, J. Marascalco)

Bad luck baby put the jinx on me,
I got the heeby jeebies and I can't get well,
I got the heeby jeebies and it's you I gotta tell,
If I can't find my baby, then you know darn well,
I'm gonna ring your door till I break your bell.

You gotta jump back, jump back, heeby jeebies,
Gotta get back, get back, heeby jeebies,
Gotta jump back, jump back, heeby jeebies,
Gotta get back, get back, heeby jeebies,
Gotta jump back, jump back, heeby jeebies,
Got my bad luck baby put the jinx on me.

I got the heeby jeebies 'cause I love you so,
I got the heeby jeebies why do you have to go,
If you don't want me, darling, just let me know,
Then I won't be a fool over you no more,
You gotta jump back,...

I got the heeby jeebies and I feel so sad,
I got heeby jeebies why you make me mad,
If you open the door and let me in,
Then I won't say you put the jinx on me again,
You gotta jump back,...

Little Richard

Harry Nilsson Lyrics -
Mr Bojangles

I knew a man,
Bojangles,
and he'd dance for you
in worn out shoes,
with silver hair,
a ragged shirt,
and baggy pants.
the old soft shoe.
jump so high,
jump so high,
then he'd lightly touch down.

I met him in a cell
in New Orleans,
I was down and out.
He looked to me to be the very eyes of age
as he spoke right out,
talked of life,talked of life,
laughed, slapped his leg and stepped.

He said the name "Bojangles"
and he danced a lick
across the cell.
grabbed his pants,
a better stance,
and wow he jumped up high.
clicked his heels.
he let go a laugh,
let go a laugh,
shook back his clothes all around.

Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
dance.

he danced with those at minstrel
shows & county fairs,
throughout The South.
He spoke with tears
of fifteen years
of how his dog and him,
had traveled about.
his dog up and died,
he up and died,
after twenty years he still greives.

He said "I dance
now and every chance at
honkey-tonks,
for drinks and tips.
But most of time
I spend behind these country bars,
cause I drinks a bit."

he shook his head.
and as he shook his head,
I heard someone ask please,

Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
dance,

the telephone earworm has got me but good

Diana Ross - Telephone Lyrics

(b. edwards/d. miller)

When you feel like you need someone there
Feel like no one really cares
Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

When you feel like you really need love
I'll always be by your side
Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

Everyone needs someone to love
Call me, I'll give you love

When you feel like you need someone there
Feel like no one really cares
Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

We'll share a love that will never end
Lean on me and I'll be your friend
In your darkest hour I'll be your light
Like a star shining in the night

Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

Everyone needs someone to love
Call me, and I'll give you love
In my heart, you'd have a home
But I'll never leave you alone

When you feel like you need someone there
Feel like no one really cares
Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

When you feel like you really need love
I'll always be by your side
Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

When you feel like you need someone there
Feel like no one really cares
Call me on the telephone
I'll be there

The heebie jeebies and the bojangles. Love 'em both, folks.

Here's a telephone song from e.e.cummings:

your little voice
Over the wires came leaping
and i felt suddenly
dizzy
With the jostling and shouting of merry flowers
wee skipping high-heeled flames
courtesied before my eyes
or twinkling over to my side
Looked up
with impertinently exquisite faces
floating hands were laid upon me
I was whirled and tossed into delicious dancing
up
Up
with the pale important
stars and the Humorous
moon
dear girl
How i was crazy how i cried when i heard
over time
and tide and death
leaping
Sweetly
your voice

thanks, Try, edgar, and Beth.

More about djjd--I haven't been around for so long that I'm way behind in a2k news. I hope he's not gone from a2k, he's one of my favs.

Hi there birthdaymealGirl!

djjd's on the road, visiting family - and taking the time to come into Toronto for a quick get-together with BoGoWo, Joeblow, Setanta and the telephoneearwormGirl.

Diane, he's a canuck and is going to visit Beth, Setanta, buttercup, and the Bo of the go for a few days.

He'll be back.

Hanging On The Telephone Lyrics
by Blondie



I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall
If you don't answer, I'll just ring it off the wall
I know he's there, but I just had to call
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I heard your mother now she's going out the door
Did she go to work or just go to the store
All those things she said, I told you to ignore
Oh why can't we talk again
Oh why can't we talk again
Oh why can't we talk again
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been so long
If I don't get your call then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

I had to interrupt and stop this conversation
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation
I'd like to talk when I can show you my affection
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

Hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah, hang up and run to me
Whoah oh oh oh run to me

oops, Beth, while you were talking on the phone with Blondie, we told Diane the same thing.( I omitted JoeBlow who is a real sweetheart)

My God, Diane, your birthday? Happy Birthday, honey. I missed that part.

Try, I love Mr. Bojangles because it is about Bill Robinson. Dylan was so good at remembering the dancers, no?

Well, since I love it:

From dear Glen:


I am a lineman for the county and I drive the main road
Searchin' in the sun for another overload
I hear you singin' in the wire, I can hear you through the whine
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

I know I need a small vacation but it don't look like rain
And if it snows that stretch down south won't ever stand the strain
And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

I don't know if it's because they've been in the news lately, or if I'm channelling something retro

but listeners, it's time for another frightening earworm

Call Me Lyrics
Artist(Band):Blondie

Color me your color, baby.
Color me your car.
Color me your color, darling.
I know who you are.
Come up off your color chart.
I know where you're coming from.

Call me (call me) on the line.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me(call me)au revoir.
You can call me any day or night.
Call me!

Cover me with kisses, baby.
Cover me with love.
Roll me in designer sheets.
I'll never get enough.
Emotions come, I don't know why.
Cover up love's alibi.

Call me (call me) on the line.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me (call me)au revoir.
When you're ready we can share the wine.
Call me.

Ooh, he speaks the languages of love.
Ooh, amore, chiamami (chiamami).
Ooh, appelle-moi, mon cheri (appelle-moi).
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway!
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day!

Call me (call me) in my life.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me (call me) au revoir.
Call me, call me for some overtime.
Call me (call me) in my life.
Call me, call me any sweet desire.
Call me, call me for your lover's lover's alibi.
Call me (call me) inner line.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me.
Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah.
Call me in my life.
Call me, call me any anytime

Beth, the first thing that I ever heard Blondie do was "Heart of Glass." If I recall correctly, she was a playboy bunny girl, and got heavily into drugs. Now she has made a real comeback:

Thanks for the good wishes ehBeth and Letty. Sixty three long ones.

Of course Dys is younger---I robbed the cradle and got the cowboy, lucky me.

<more on lunch:

Dys had breaded pork with tonkatsu sauce, and I must say it looked really good - I have had nasty pork with tonkatsu but everything about this restaurant (Noda) was thoughtfully done;
yep, diane had salmon teriyaki - not so great since the teriyaki is pretty strong.
I had - wait for it - yakihamasu don, which turns out to be salmon filet belly quickly seared, over rice with avocado, nori slivers, sesame seeds....

Great place. Had control of freshness, texture. Great salads. I'd go there just for salad. Lots of other things to check out on the menu... including the only mention of sushi with green chile that I've ever noticed.>

Back to the music...

Rapture -- Blondie


Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move to slow, 'cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, do punk rock

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!

Well, Di, we're all hangin' in (or hanging up as the case may be). I'm trying to learn how to be more aggressive with callers who simply won't take NO THANK YOU for an answer..

Incidentally, listeners, we not only have a celeb in edgar, there is another that is totally delightful on our little radio and elsewhere.

Let me just say that he's headed to LA.<smile>

Another delightful call song by Stevie Wonder.


No new years's day
To celebrate
No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away
No first of spring
No song to sing
In fact here's just another ordinary day
No april rain
No flowers bloom
No wedding saturday within the month of june
But what it is
Is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

No summer's high
No warm july
No harvest moon to light one tender august night
No autumn breeze
No falling leaves
No even time for birds to fly to southern skies
No libra sun
No halloween
No giving thanks to all the christmas joy you bring
But what it is
Though old so new
To fill your heart like no three words could ever do.

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

I just called to say I love you
I just called to say how much I care
I just called to say I love you
And I mean it from the bottom of my heart

Of my heart
Of my heart

Oops, Missed Osso's menu. I had to smile at Eva's wonder child who said that the fried shrimp looked funny and thus didn't eat the little things.

I had no trouble at all with my lobster, but losing my glasses became an issue.

Hey, Tico. Thanks for continuing with Blondie. I need to check out her bio, buddy.

Hmmm, listeners, this brief bio said nothing about her drug addiction, but I may have gotten it wrong:

Debbie Harry was the focus of the 70's band Blondie. Harry's glamour platinum blonde looks, keen wit and creative musical style, propelled Blondie to mega stardom. Born in 1945 in Florida, Deborah Harry was adopted at about three months of age by Richard and Catherine Harry. She was raised in New Jersey, where as a teenager she said of herself "I used to dress in black every day and pretend to be tough" (quoted in the November 12, 1977, issue of Juke Magazine). She spent most of her twenties working odd jobs, including, secretary, cocktail waitress and Playboy bunny and rubbing shoulders with the Warhol set at club "Max's". Deborah's first musical chance came when she recorded backup vocals on "The Wind in the Willows" a banal folk band, who recorded only the one album.

In October 1973 Deborah Harry started both a musical and personal relationship with Chris Stein. After hanging around the punk birth place the C.B.G.B club, and unsuccessfully trying to form a band (one of those attempts was "The Stilettoes"). Deborah and Chris formed Blondie. Debbie said she got the idea from the lurid shouts of passing truck drivers "Come on Blondie, give us a screw!" Blondie battled for many years, but late 1977 "Denis" hit the number two position in the British charts. Singing in a torn swimsuit and high heels, Debbie Harry would adopt the vacant glamour poses of every platinum blonde in modern history, becoming the focus of great media attention, in the process becoming a pop icon, and manging to balance that with the right amount of self-satire.
"Heart of Glass" was Blondie's first world wide hit, going number one in both America and Britain. Blondie had several number one hits, including, "Heart of Glass", "Call Me", "The Tide is High", and "Rapture" (the first commercially successful song featuring rap). Fame and success pushed Deborah Harry too far out into the limelight, with tensions causing the group to split in 1984. Deborah Harry as star had made Blondie the most successful New Wave band of the seventies.

Telephone Line -- Electric Light Orchestra


Hello. How are you?
Have you been alright, through all those lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely nights
That's what I'd say. I'd tell you everything
If you'd pick up that telephone yeah yeah yeah

Hey. How you feelin?
Are you still the same?
Don't you realize the things we did, we did, were all for real, not a dream?
I just can't believe
They've all faded out of view yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Doowop dooby doo doowop doowah doolang
Blue days black nights doowah doolang

When I look into the sky, the love you need ain't gonna see you through
And I wonder why the little things you planned ain't coming true

Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight
Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight

Ok. So noone's answering
Well can't you just let it ring a little longer longer longer oh oh ooohhhhh
I'll just sit tight through shadows of the night
Let it ring for evermore oh oh ooohhhhh yeah yeah yeah

Doowop dooby doo doowop doowah doolang
Blue days black nights doowah doolang

When I look into the sky, the love you need ain't gonna see you through
And I wonder why the little things you planned ain't coming true

Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight
Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight
Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight
Oh oh Telephone Line, give me some time, I'm living in twilight