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from 1986 show
Hello, dollies. Well, hello, dollies. It's so nice to be up here where we belong You radiate, dollies. Lookin' great, dollies. Will you fellas kindly tell us why you took so long? So join our roast, ladies. Here's a toast, ladies. To the gals who put their talents on display. Found our place, buddies. Give me a little space, buddies Dollies'll never go away. Dollies'll never go away. Dollies are in the Gridiron show to stay!
It's time again for Tulsa Gridiron It's time to tell you what is what The headline makers from throughout the year Are gonna be put on the spot
We've had our fill our big-shot bosses We're sick of politicians, too We've worked all year to earn our pay Tonight we're gonna play -- Listen to what we're gonna do
It's time to tell about the firemen Cockfights and evolution, too Democrats and GOP Are in our Gridiron story And that isn't all we're gonna do.
Falling's gone nuts
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again When she acts that way What is there to say? She can't help it
Some say she's a lunatic Who can really tell? Might be too much Prell She can't help it
The council tried before it became too late Now though she's made it clear it's one versus eight Falling's gone nuts again What an ugly spot Let's call Gary Watts We can't help her
Anthony Keating, Take the Garbage Out by Tom Campbell (Tune: Sarah Stout, Take the Garbage Out)
Oh, Commissioner Anthony Keating, I pray When will you take our garbage away? I've called your office both day and night. Can't someone help resolve our plight? Oh, Commissioner Anthony Keating, I shout When will you take our garbage out?
It's piling up to the ceilings Coffee grounds, orange peelings Brown bananas and rotten peas Chunks of sour cottage cheese It's filled our cans and covered the floor It's cracked the windows and blocked the door
We've got bacon rinds and chicken bones Drippy ends of ice cream cones Peach pits, prune pits, potato peel Globby glumps of cold oatmeal
Our garbage heap is growing so high I'm afraid it's going to
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touch the sky None of the children will come to play Most of the neighbors have moved away
Commissioner Keating, once more I say WHY WON"T YOU TAKE OUR GARBAGE AWAY?
Naughty photos from the porno store Have my staff in a whirl Penthouse Forum and what it shows Can make you toenails curl. Pictures of a shady lady With her admirers galore She's a walking marriage handbook Look how they flock to the store Tulsa was peaceful and quiet Before she came on the scene Now Penthouse has started a riot to lock up a store clerk we're keen
The naughty lady that we have seen Would warm up our winter nights The six dollar clerk we have tried Upheld by the Bill of Rights
Tulsa was peaceful and quiet Until the D.A. came unglued Said Penthouse had started a riot Showing couples who pray'd in the nude
Naughty photos from the Porno store Don't bother us a bit You can use them with
Vi-ag-ra To help keep the home fires lit You can use them with Vi-ag-ra To help keep the home fires lit
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Hillcrest Nurses/Teamsters By Mimi Haig Song:
Sisters Cast Teamsters, Teamsters There were never such devoted Teamsters At last we have a burly chaperone, to fuss Those thugs'll keep an eye on us Striking, Biking Think I'll get a tattoo of a Viking When a unit manager evoked our ire I broke his nose I slashed his tires
All kinds of weather, we stick together The same in our whites or scrubs At different paces but talkin' raises We think and we act as one Those who've --- crossed us Know there's not a prayer they can boss us Administration tried to split us up But no one can Lord help the leader Who comes between us and the Teamsters And Lord help the Teamster Who says I can't strike like a man!
Early in the evenin' Just about suppertime Over at the jailhouse They're startin' to lockdown. Felon up on charges Tryin' to raise his bail Willy gives a bogus name That opens wide the doors (CHORUS) Down on the corner Out in the street Willy and the jailbirds are lammin' Thanks to us they've been released
Rooster steals from
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