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To: Wharf Rat who wrote (324)	3/8/2005 4:10:36 PM
From: Wharf Rat	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 777

(Jeff sez: << Wait--remembered all the lyrics. Filled in below. "Jeffery R. Lindholm" <jefferylindholm2001@yahoo.com> wrote) My Old Man's a Sailor Smother Brothers - ------------------------------ "My old man's an anthropologist Whaddya thing about that? He wears an anthropologist's collar He wears an anthropologist's hat He wears anthropologist's necktie And an anthropologist's shoes And every Saturday morning He reads the Anthropolists' News Someday If I can I'm gonna be an anthropologist Just like my old man!" Jeff L. >> I don't think this matters much in the grand scheme of things, but it's "raincoat", not "necktie." The first verse; "My old man's a sailor..." The second verse, "anthropologist" The third verse, "refrigerator repairman", which Tommy mispronounces a little bit worse each time he says it, finally setting on "re-fidge-a-mate-aman." "...and every Saturday morning, he reads......uh, a Playboy!" Then Dick says his old man was a "Cotton-Pickin' Finger-Lickin' Chicken-Plucker." Then, Tommy sez, "I think you had better not make a mistake.". And the whole thing goes to hell bomplist.xnet2.com