Silly Songs (you like)

[Cogswel_Cogs]

Petting & Poking by Louis Jordan

Now this is the story of Jack & Jill and I don't mean the
couple who went up the hill,
I just mean a couple of lovers that live next door and their always battling' & I'm just trying to keep the score.
Their always petting' & poking' &
jabbing' & joking' & cueing' & crackin' and woein' & wrackin'
they keep neckin' & knocking' singing' & socking' shawking &
squeening & burning & freezing
why he holds her hands as long as he's able, but when he lets go she bops him with a table,
they start right in patting & pinching & clouding & clinching
their enjoying themselves having a good time.
Now reverend Green thought that he'll call one day on this nicely newly weds across the way but just as the pastor knock on the door a straight right
connected "Mop" he hit the floor, they was petting & poking and
banging & bopping & cooing & kissing & hitting & missing they
kept on grooving & grieving & loving & leaving kicking & cracking &
ticking & tacking.
Now one night a neighbour tried some intervention but one short jab
knocked out his good intention, they started right in stewing & stabbing
and jiving & jabbing having a good time. Now once a lion escaped from a
circus train he strayed in Jack's & Jill's domain just then they got into
a towering rage the lion took one look & jumped back in to his cage they
started swotting & swinging & potting & playing, stomping & stabbing &
grooving & grasping they kept dancing & ducking, tripping & trucking,
potting & pleading & banging & bleeding, her mother said "I'll go right
in there & fetch her", but mum came out riding on a stretcher, they
started right in there hitting & holding, fainting & folding, they
was enjoying themselves having a good time
Now once a reporter called in on the wife just to gather some dither
on her hectic life, she told him she found no time for books, she always
busy ducking from left hooks, they were always swotting & swinging &
socking & singing & cutting & cuddling & messing & muddling they kept on
foundering & fussing & kissing & cussing & teasing & swotting & squeaking

once a voice said "Stop! I'm the law." But all he stopped was a hay
maker to the jaw, they started in jiving & jumping & trobbing & thumping
they was enjoying themselves, you see they were in love ain't married
life wonderful hey will somebody call Dr Kildare is Dr Krishna in the house.

 

[PigletsPal2]

The Unicorn by the Irish Rovers. This was played a lot on AFRTS when we were stationed in Panama, and DD#1, just a baby at that time, would wake up from a sound sleep when it came on, and go right back to sleep when it was over! It's about Noah stocking the Ark.

We got green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-back camels and some chimpanzees
We got cats and rats and elephants but Lord I'm so forlorn
We just can't find no unicorn!

Queen Colleen

 

[Gumbo4x4]

There ain't nothin' in the world that I like better
Than bacon 'n lettuce 'n home grown tomatoes
Up in the mornin', and out in the garden
Get you a ripe one, don't pick a hard 'un

Plant 'em in the spring, eat 'em in the summer
All winter without 'em is a culinary bummer
I forgot all about the sweatin' and the diggin'
Every time I go out and pick me a big 'un

Home grown tomatoes, home grown tomatoes
What would life be without home grown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and home grown tomatoes

You can go out to eat and that's for sure
But there's nothin' a homegrown tomato won't cure
Put 'em in a salad, put 'em in a stew
You can make your very own tomato juice

You can eat 'em with eggs, eat 'em with gravy
You can eat 'em with beans, pinto or navy
Put 'em on the side, put 'em in the middle
Home grown tomatoes on a hot cake griddle

Home grown tomatoes, home grown tomatoes
What would like be without home grown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and home grown tomatoes

If I've to change this life I lead
You could call me Johnny Tomatoseed
'Cause I know what this country needs
Home grown tomatoes in every yard you see

When I die don't bury me
In a box, in a cold dark cemetery
Out in the garden would be much better
'Cause I could be pushin' up a home grown tomato

Home grown tomatoes, home grown tomatoes
What would like be without home grown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and home grown tomatoes

Home grown tomatoes
What would like be without home grown tomatoes?
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love and home grown tomatoes

 

[Gumbo4x4]

Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
Well, a man can't love a woman more than that.
Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
Don't I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet '*** I like you when you're sweet,
And you know it ain't feminine to fight.

So, put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

 

[Gumbo4x4]

Local bar (same one where I met my wife ) used to play this one at closing every night. Everyone would sing at the top of their lungs, then they'd flip on the lights & start yelling for us all to leave


Well, it was all that I could do to keep from cryin'
Sometimes it seemed so useless to remain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charley Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle Haggard anymore
Even though you're on my fightin' side

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
(Hello, hello)
And I've seen it on signs where I've played
But the only time I know I'll hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day

So I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country and western song
I wrote him back a letter and I told him
It was not the perfect country and western song
Because he hadn't said anything at all about Mama
Or trains or trucks or prison or gettin' drunk

Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song
And he sent it to me and after reading it I realized
That my friend had written the perfect country and western song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album
The last verse goes like this here

Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in a pickup truck
She got run'd over by a damned old train

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me, well, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name?

 

[Disneylover99]

"Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini," "Go, You Chicken Fat, Go" and "The Bunny Hop."

My junior high PE teacher used to play the Chicken Fat and Bunny Hop songs during our circuit training days in the mid-80s. My parents were my high school track coaches and they played them on the days we were stuck inside running stairs in the gym because the weather was too cold and snowy to go outside. It made having to run stairs more fun.

I've been playing the songs for my kids since they were toddlers and they still ask for them even now at 7 and 10. I was so excited when I heard Chicken Fat in a recent Apple commercial!

OMG....I used to love the Chicken Fat song. I haven't heard it in over 30 years. We used to exercise to it in gym. At the end of the song we'd yell "Dismissed!"

 

[Sabeking]

"Backwards"

I was sitting on a bar stool
In a barbecue joint in Tennessee
When this old boy walked in
And he sat right down next to me
I could tell he'd been through some hard times
There were tear stains on his old shirt
And he said you wanna know what you get
When you play a country song backwards

You get your house back
You get your dog back
You get your best friend Jack back
You get your truck back
You get your hair back
Ya get your first and second wives back
Your front porch swing
Your pretty little thing
Your bling bling bling and a diamond ring
Your get your farm and the barn and the boat and the Harley
First night in jail with Charlie
It sounds a little crazy, a little scattered and absurd
But that's what you get when you play a country song backwards
Well I never heard it said quite like that
It hit me in the face cause that's where I'm at
I almost fell flat out on the floor
He said wait a minute that's not all there's even more

You get your mind back
You get your nerves back
Your first heart attack back
You get your pride back
You get your life back
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV, a DVD and a washing machine
You get the pond and the lawn
And the bail and the mower
You go back where you don't know her
It sounds a little crazy a little scattered and absurd
But that's what you get
When you play a country song backwards
Oh play that song
Woo!

We sat there and shot the bull about how it would be
If we could turn it all around and change this C-R-A-P

You get your house back
You get your dog back
You get your best friend Jack back
You get your truck back
You get your hair back
Ya get your first and second wives back
Your front porch swing
Your pretty little thing
Your bling bling bling and a diamond ring
Your get the farm and the barn and the boat and the Harley
First night in jail with Charlie
You get your mind back
You get your nerves back
Your first heart attack back
You get your pride back
You get your life back
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV, a DVD and a washing machine
You get the pond and the lawn
And the bail and the mower
You go back where you don't know her
It sounds a little crazy a little scattered and absurd
But that's what you get
When you play a country song backwards

 

[Flamingeaux]

The Unicorn by the Irish Rovers. This was played a lot on AFRTS when we were stationed in Panama, and DD#1, just a baby at that time, would wake up from a sound sleep when it came on, and go right back to sleep when it was over! It's about Noah stocking the Ark.

We got green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-back camels and some chimpanzees
We got cats and rats and elephants but Lord I'm so forlorn
We just can't find no unicorn!

Queen Colleen

You took mine!!! I used to sing this to my kids when I would bath them. I have a few others. Tie my kangaroo sport, Hello Muddah Hello Faddah and You're so sweet (Neil Diamond)

 

[Kogo Shuko]

As a lover of silly music, I'm very fond of the Arrogant Worms, out of Kingston, ON.

Canada is Really Big


When I look around me, I can't believe what I see
It seems as if this country has lost its will to live
The economy is lousy, we barely have an army
But we can still stand proudly cuz Canada's really big

We're the second largest country on this planet earth
And if Russia keeps on shrinking then soon we'll be
first
(As long as we keep Quebec)

The USA has tanks and Switzerland has banks
They can keep them thanks, they just don't amount
Cuz when you get down to it, you find out what the truth
is
It isn't what you do with it its the size that counts

Most people will tell you that France is pretty large
But you can put fourteen France's into this land of ours
(It's take a lot of work, It'd take a whole lot of work)

We're larger than Malaysia, almost as big as Asia
We're bigger than Australia and it's a continent
So big we seldom bother to go see one another
Though we often go to other countries for vacations

Our mountains are very pointy, our prairies are not
The rest is kinda bumpy, but man do we have a lot
(we've got a lot of land, we've got a whole lot of land)

So stand up and be proud and sing out very loud
We stand out from the crowd cuz Canada's really big

Carrot Juice is Murder

Listen up brothers and sisters, come hear my desperate tale
I speak of our friends of nature, trapped in the dirt like a jail
Vegetables live in oppresion, served on our tables each night
The killing of veggies is madness, I say we take up the fight
Salads are only for murderers, cole slaw's a fascist regime
Don't think that they don't have feelings, just cuz a radish can't
scream

CHORUS
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream scream
scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (Having their insides
revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot Juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables grow)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's as dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade...)

I saw a man eating celery, so I beta him black and blue
If he ever touches a sprout again, I'll bite him clean in two
I'm a political prisoner trapped in a windowless cage
Cuz I stopped the slughter of turnips by killing three men in a
rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me, this is my finest hour
I'd kill those farmers again just to save one more cauliflower

CHORUS

How low as people do we dare to stoop
Making young broccoli's bleed in the soup
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes, let ptted plants free
Don't mash that potatoe

I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream scream
scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stir fry are
sealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gourmet slob)
How do you think that feels (leave them out in the fields)
Carrot Juice constitutes murder (V8's genocide)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes your compost's a grave)
It's time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade...)

 

[Sabeking]

Local bar (same one where I met my wife ) used to play this one at closing every night. Everyone would sing at the top of their lungs, then they'd flip on the lights & start yelling for us all to leave


Well, it was all that I could do to keep from cryin'
Sometimes it seemed so useless to remain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charley Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle Haggard anymore
Even though you're on my fightin' side

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
(Hello, hello)
And I've seen it on signs where I've played
But the only time I know I'll hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day

So I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country and western song
I wrote him back a letter and I told him
It was not the perfect country and western song
Because he hadn't said anything at all about Mama
Or trains or trucks or prison or gettin' drunk

Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song
And he sent it to me and after reading it I realized
That my friend had written the perfect country and western song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album
The last verse goes like this here

Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in a pickup truck
She got run'd over by a damned old train

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me, well, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name?

Ok...now I have listened to it 3 times this morning! This brought back memories. Thanks!!!

 

[U2_rocks!]

The Unicorn by the Irish Rovers. This was played a lot on AFRTS when we were stationed in Panama, and DD#1, just a baby at that time, would wake up from a sound sleep when it came on, and go right back to sleep when it was over! It's about Noah stocking the Ark.

We got green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-back camels and some chimpanzees
We got cats and rats and elephants but Lord I'm so forlorn
We just can't find no unicorn!

Queen Colleen

I have many happy memories singing and doing the actions to this song in Jellyrolls (Boardwalk)!

 

[Agent1964fem]

Ahh ha ha I remember doing Chicken Fat in gym ! Goooo chicken fat gooooo!

 

[PigletsPal2]

I have many happy memories singing and doing the actions to this song in Jellyrolls (Boardwalk)!

As I was posting what I remembered of the lyrics to The Unicorn, I sang it to DD#2, who had never heard it before. DD#1, in the next room, heard me and called out, "Hey! I remember that song! I loved it!" I'm glad some others here remember it, but I never knew it was a favorite in Jellyrolls or that there were actions to go along with it.

Queen Colleen

 

[Praying Colonel]

Her Majesty--The Beatles

Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl,
but she doesn't have a lot to say
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
but she changes from day to day

I want to tell her that I love her a lot
But I gotta get a belly full of wine
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
Someday I'm going to make her mine, oh yeah,
Someday I'm going to make her mine.

 

[PigletsPal2]

I just thought of another one. Did anyone else learn this one at Girl Scout camp? The title is simply "The Silly Song."

Oh, I was born one night one morn
When the whistle went toot toot.
You can fry a cake or buy a steak
When the mudpies are in bloom.
Does six and six make nine?
Does ice grow on a vine?
Is Old Man Joe an Eskimo
In the good old summertime?

Oh, you loopy-de-loop in your noodle soup
Just to give your socks a shine.
I'm guilty Judge, I ate the fudge.
Three cheers for auld lang syne.

I cannot tell a lie, I stole an apple pie.
It's on a tree, beneath the sea,
Above the bright blue sky.

If Easter eggs don't wash their legs,
Their children will have ducks.
I'd rather buy a lemon pie
For forty-seven bucks.

Way down in Barcelonia
They jump into the foamia
And that is all balonia,
Paderewski blow your horn!

I hope this isn't taking the place of something important on my limited memory disk!

Queen Colleen

 

[cybrkitn]

LITTLE BUNNY FOO FOO
Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head

Down came the good fairy and she said

"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head.
I'll give you three chances,
And if you don't behave
I'll turn you into a goon!"

The next day:

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head

Down came the good fairy and she said

"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head.
I'll give you two more chances,
And if you don't behave
I'll turn you into a goon!"

The next day:

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head

Down came the good fairy and she said

"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head.
I'll give you one more chance,
And if you don't behave
I'll turn you into a goon!"

The next day:

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head

Down came the good fairy and she said

"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice
And boppin' 'em on the head.
I gave you three chances
And you didn't behave
Now you're a goon! POOF!!"

The moral of the story is:
HARE TODAY, GOON TOMORROW

OMG! DS and I tease DH b/c he talks in his sleep. What does he say? "Foo Foo" and "Bad bunny" We don't know what he has against Little Bunny Foo Foo, but it's hysterical listening to him!

 

[cybrkitn]

There a few that I grew up listening to. "Fish Heads" by Barnes and Barnes, "I Wanna Be a Lifeguard" (don't remember who sung that one).

From the www.stlyrics.com website:

Fish Heads
by Barnes And Barnes.


Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

In the morning,
Laughing happy fish heads,
In the evening,
Floating in the soup!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

Ask a fish head
Anything you want to,
They won't answer,
They can't talk!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

I took a fish head
Out to see a movie,
Didn't have to pay
To get it in!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

They can't play baseball,
They don't wear sweaters,
They're not good dancers,
They don't play drums!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

Rolly-polly fish heads
Are never seen drinking cappicino
In Italian resturaunts,
With Oriental women, yeah!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum, yum!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

Fish heads, fish heads,
Rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads,
Eat them up, yum!

Yeah..

 

[catgirl]

Loved this one - sung by comedian Heywood Banks

Toast -

all around the country coast to coast,
people always say what do you like most,
I don't wanna brag i don't wanna boast,
I always tell 'em I like toast.

yeah TOAST yeah TOAST

i get up in the mornin' bout six AM,
have a little jelly have a little jam,
take a piece of bread put it in the slot,
push down the lever and the wires gets hot,
i get toast.

yeah TOAST yeah TOAST

now there's no secret to toasting perfection,
there's a dial on the side and you make your selection,
push to the dark or the light and then,
if it pops too soon press down again,
make toast.

yeah TOAST yeah TOAST

when the first caveman drove in from the drags,
didn't know what would go with the bacon and the eggs,
must have been a genius got it in his head,
plug the toaster in the wall,
buy a bag of bread,
make toast.

yeah TOAST yeah TOAST

oui monsieur bonjour coquette,
uh huh croissante vous a ver,
maurice chevalier effeil tower,
oh oui maria bagette bon soir,

FRENCH TOAST FRENCH TOAST


YEAH TOAST

 

[Northstar]

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring, Bananaphone!


Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow, back to my home, I dare not go....

Baby SHARK, doo doo, doo doo doo doo...



Raffi rocks those silly songs. My daughter's almost 16, but she can still give me an earworm just by mentioning one of these.

 

[Diznotyzed]

One day I went swimming'
Where there were no women
Down beside the sea

Seein' no one there
I hung my underwear
Upon a willow tree

Dove into the water
Just like Pharaoh's daughter
Dove into the Nile

Someone saw me there
And stole my underwear
And left me with a smile