What would I give for a nap
With my head firmly placed on her lap.
If I could quit thinkin'
About girls and drinkin'
Might escape this 'night society' trap.
Sweet scents like a gossamer thread-
Sweet scents like a gossamer thread
Swirl in my head while I dream in bed
And Images of clouds
So don't speak very loud
If you wake me, you'll soon be dead!
It's morn and my eyes are blurry
You better not make me hurry
It's morn and my eyes are blurry.
You better not make me hurry.
I hate to be pushed
When I feel this bushed
It's morn and my eyes are blurry.
You better not make me hurry.
I hate to be pushed
When I feel this bushed
So I think of the sage "What, me worry?"
A E Newman from Mad Magazine
My hero when I was a teen
A E Newman from Mad Magazine
My hero when I was a teen
That freckled guy
Gave us Spy vs. Spy
And back cover oragami
Did other girls read Mad?
If they did then I am glad
Did other girls read Mad?
If they did then I am glad.
I would open a page
It was so full of rage
But I knew it was put-on for fad.
I lived on the romance story-book
I lived on the romance story-book
It always had me on a hook
I'd imagine if I
Was the heroine Di
Who got off with the prince with a look
Tomorrow is the first day
Of the rest of your life they say
Tomorrow is the first day
Of the rest of your life they say
Now that I met you
I look forward to it too!
You have a darling, winsome way.
Could we ride in a chariot sometime?
Could we ride in a chariot sometime?
A gold one would be so sublime
Could we ride in a chariot sometime?
A gold one would be so sublime
This chariot of fire
Will carry us higher
That is if it's of good design
There was a man named Heston
There was a man named Hesto
He carried a Smith and Weston
There was a man named Hesto(n)
He carried a Smith and Weston
I didn't think him all there
but didn't really care
it was parting red seas he was best on
I just want a soft body to hold
I just want a soft body to hold
Like a piece of clay I can mold
I just want a soft body to hold
Like a piece of clay I can mold
and shape, in a way
that I could make it stay
by my side - my, ain't I bold?
I don't know whether to laugh or cry
I don't know whether to laugh or cry
So I'll cry till my eyes are dry
This thread's getting sad
It used to be glad
I don't know whether to laugh or cry
So I'll cry till my eyes are dry
This thread's getting sad
It used to be glad
but it will be better by and by.
Was there ever any truer love than mine?
Was there ever any truer love than mine?
I asked her as we were entwined.
She whispered so low,
"I do love you so"
The rest? OH, Now I draw a line.
Like Snood, I am wistful and lonely
Like Snood, I am wistful and lonely
And believe me we're not at all homely,
We sit and type here all day
Never go out to play
Like Snood, I am wistful and lonely
And believe me we're not at all homely,
We sit and type here all day
Never go out to play
And wonder most of the time-if only
Most of the time I just laugh
As I scrub my back in the bath...
Most of the time I just laugh
As I scrub my back in the bath
Or scrub-up my toes
For as most of you knows
A soft loofah turneth away wrath
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