Posted on 08/15/2004 1:36:41 AM PDT by doug from upland
Life-changing moment...seared in my memory
And every last detail...is so clear to me
We're facing gunfire...oh, what a Christmas eve
It was in Cambodia...that is hard to believe
Nixon sent us there...he said we should go with care
But he said we could not squeal...the whole thing was so surreal
Life-changing moment...seared in my memory
Wait, am I mistaken? Was it in Jan-u-air-air-air-air-eee
Life-changing moment...seared in my memory
I killed thirteen hundred...oh, yes, really
We're facing gunfire...oh, what a Christmas eve
It was in Cambodia...that is hard to believe
Nixon sent us there...he said we should go with care
But he said we could not squeal...the whole thing was so surreal
Life-changing moment...seared in my memory
I'll never forget it...I caused a million Khmer Rouge to flee
My tagline sez it all for me! :-)
"It was the single proudest day in my life, a turning point I will never forget. It is seared -seared- into my memory of how I rescued and brought life back into that hamster in the jungles of Cambodia. The hamster was so grateful he gave me this hat"
OK You have entirely TOO much time on your hands.
LOL
All my adult life I've been looking for a reason to share a little bit of the 50s classics with today's kids. The Kerry campaign wreck seems appropriate for bringing it back. I've made modifications to the orignial -- anyone want to finish it up? :>)
Thanks to
http://www.lyricsondemand.com/n/nerfherderlyrics/golfshirtlyrics.html
for the words to this 1950's chart-buster, classic hit.
First with my changes. It's sung to the tune of.. well, Transfusion. There's no other way to describe it.
"ZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM
Tooling down the hightway doing 79
I'm a swift boat papa and the White House is mine
Hey man dig that was that some ex-boatmates of mine-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never never never gonna lie again"
Here's the original -- BTW on the flip side of the 45 (that's a type of record, kids. What's a record? Uh..) was a very pretty ballad by the same artist.
TRANSFUSION
by Nervous Norvus
ZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM
Tooling down the hightway doing 79
I'm a twin pipe papa and I'm feelin fine
Hey man dig that was that a red stop sign-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never never never gonna speed again
Slip the blood to me Bud
I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the center line man you gotta make time-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
Oh man I got the cotton pickin convolutions
Never never never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me Bruce
My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast ridding daddy with a real cool head
I'ma gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
My red corpsuckles (sic) are in mass confusion
Never never never gonna speed again
Pass the crimson to me Jimson
I took a little drink and I'm feelin right
I can fly right over everything everything in sight
There's a slow poking cat I'm gonna pass him on the right-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion
I'ma never never never gonna speed again
Pass the claret to me Barrett
A rollin down the mountain on a rainy day
Oh when you see me coming better start to pray
I'ma cuttin up the road and I'm the boss all the way-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
Oh doc pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I'm never never never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me Louie
I'm burning up the highway early this morn
I'm passing everybody oh nothing but corn
Man outa my way I don't drive with my horn-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
Oh nurse I'm gonna make a new resolution
I'm never never never gonna speed again
Put a gallon in me Alan
Oh barnyard drivers are found in two classes
Line crowding hogs and speeding jackasses
So rememmber to slow down today
Hey daddy-o
Make that type O huh
Atta-boy
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
I'm trying to decide which is worse, dying or getting mouth to mouth from Kerry.
ping
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