When it's peach picking time in South Carolina... But on the other side it didn't say nothing! With the lace on the boot, And the boot on the foot, And the foot on the leg, And the leg on the flea, And the flea on the feather, And the feather on the bird, And the bird on the egg, And the egg in the nest, And the nest on the twig, And the twig on the branch, And the branch on the limb, And on that lace, there was an END. Keep that choppa on my hip yodelice. Father turned her on her back one Sunday morning.
Ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine, Alas for me! Lyrics:||Yankee Doodle went to town |. Urban Thesaurus finds slang words that are related to your search query. You may be the next (pause).
I saw Roosevelt's great laugh that split his face in half, While Pershing set a trap for German mice. He chewed himself to sleep and he never made a sound. Choppa on my hip. He ain't a gonna fly no mo'. I really felt rotten this morning, They tell me I really looked pale, My stomach gave adequate warning, To lean far out over the rail. Brother John, brother John? They come in by ones or twos (or threes). Now I'm stackin' up chips like Frito Lay.
Lyrics:||Fighting soldiers from the sky |. The medic in the valley watched them through his telescope. I was starvin', no food on my plate. But, waiter, I ordered your tofu, And you brought me a plate full of... A cow dropped her dinner. But where's my father?
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong. No no, hee hee hee) hoo! I'm looking over my dead dog Rover, that I over-ran with the mower. Back to Gilwell, happy land; I'm going to work my ticket if I can. Propel, propel, propel your craft. Lyrics:||This can be a funny skit if two people have the courage to sing it in front of a group. He says 'The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now. Shalawally hallway shalawally shalawally! And said it was rice, beans, and... Our 4th day of hiking at Philmont.
Rover been, Rover been. With these nun-chuks in my hand - I'm gonna be like Jackie Chan. Lyrics:||(shark mouth with hands connected at wrist) |. She thew them in outer space - That's the end of the human race. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves. Glory, glory, Hallelujah; Glory, glory, What's it to ya? And landed on his head, So, all the horses and the men. Leaders... slapping at the skeeters. Grandma's Feather Bed. I went to a dinner party and what did they eat? Now Monkey is so funky. That I'm proud to be an American, And I won't forget the men who died, 'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land, And I'm proud to be and American, Goober Peas.
Thought he'd make a woman too. At miss Eve, his eye he wunk. Be kind to your friends with the stripes. Then we've done alright, Pack your load, hit the road and follow me. So take your next vacation in a brand new Frigidaire. Yes, we're one and the samе Now, I. Gory, gory what a heck of a way to die. He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner. You would think she'd been to college. Perc' in my system, I'm high as a plane. And cat said... Little boy blue come blow your horn, The sheeps in the meadow, the cows in the corn... Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep.
So they hid themselves in a bramble hedge. Which he dressed in purple polka-dot pajamas. Down By the riverside. And, there was my mother, [snap, snap]. Quietly we join as one, Thanking God for Scouting fun, May we now go on our way. Raised in the woods so's he knew every tree. Lyrics:||Where have all the Tigers gone, long time growing |. She sold the tasty sausage, then boarded up the scene. And I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free. With the tree in the bog, And the bog down in the valley-O. I used to be a Staffer. It's not so bad for the first few weeks. In memory of those we lost! St. Bernard (woof, woof) [add drooping hands].
Oh, give me the hills and the ring of the drills, And the rich silver ore in the ground. One leg is broken, the other is lame, The third leg is missing, the fourth needs a cane. Lyrics:||Be a good Scout, and always wear a smile, |. She had two feet size twelve and a half. Goolee, Goolee Watcha. Goes directly to the quick sand. Let me stay, out here in mother nature's land. Made a oath to myself that I won't punch the clock.
Astronaut Style: I said a moon shoot the moon. She wore her New Jersey, boys, she wore her New Jersey. Called old Joe and told him that her Susie said that... Then Old Joe he laid his plow aside. On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Search for quotations. I thought that I might get a chance to shake a foot with her. Eddie Koochie Catchinary Toesinary Moesinary Sammy Gammy Wacky Brown. She's taking Okla-home, boys. Oh, how did Flori-die, boys? Say quietly they're sleeping).