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To: Wharf Rat who wrote (525)	2/2/2005 1:44:44 AM
From: Wharf Rat	Respond to of 32267

What a great idea; here's to da Bears California Drinking Song (speaking start) The steward went below. (Shhh!) To light the captain's lamp. (Shhh!) The lamp it would not light. (Why not?) Because the wick was damp. (Oh!) The captain went below. (Shhh!) To kick the steward's... (Shhh!) He said, "So fire it up you son-of-a-bitch, The Golden Gate is passed!" (singing start) Oh, they had a little party down in Newport; There was Harry, there was Mary, there was Grace. Oh, they had a little party down in Newport, And they had to carry Harry from the place. Oh, they had to carry Harry to the ferry, And the ferry carried Harry to the shore; And the reason that they had to carry Harry to the ferry Was that Harry couldn't carry any more. For California, for California, The hills send back the cry, We're out to do or die, For California, for California, We'll win the game or know the reason why. And when the game is over, we will buy a keg of booze, And drink to California 'till we wobble in our shoes. So drink, tra la la, Drink, tra la la, Drink, drank, drunk last night, Drunk the night before; Gonna get drunk tonight Like I never got drunk before; For when I'm drunk, I'm as happy as can be For I am member of the Souse family. Now the Souse family is the best family That ever came over from old Germany. There's the Highland Dutch, and the Lowland Dutch, The Rotterdam Dutch, and the Irish. Sing glorious, victorious, One keg of beer for the four of us. Sing glory be to God that there are no more of us, For one of us could drink it all alone. Damn near. Here's to the Irish, dead drunk. The lucky stiffs....

To: Wharf Rat who wrote (525)	2/2/2005 8:56:59 AM
From: sandintoes	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 32267

Something In The Way She Moves James-Taylor's Lyrics There’s something in the way she moves, Or looks my way, or calls my name, That seems to leave this troubled world behind. If I’m feeling down and blue, Or troubled by some foolish game, She always seems to make me change my mind. Chorus: ’n’(and) I feel fine anytime she’s around me now, She’s around me now Almost all the time. ’n’(and) if I’m well you can tell that she’s been with me now, ’n’(and) she’s been with me now Quite a long, long time And I feel fine.___________ Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning, And I find myself careening Into places where I should not let me go. -- she has the power to go where no one else can find me, Yes, and to silently remind me Of the happiness and good times that I know, you know. Well I said I just got to know that: It isn’t what she’s got to say Or how she thinks or where she’s been. To me, the words are nice, the way they sound. I like to hear them best that way - It doesn’t much matter what they mean, Weh (when/well? ) she says them mostly just to calm me down. Chorus: ’n’(and) I feel fine anytime she’s around me now, A-she’s around me now Almost all the time. If I’m well you can tell that she’s been with me now, And she’s been with me now Quite a long, Long Time - Yes, and I feel fine.___________