Irascible Ruth came from Ryde
she was often quite angry inside
She once took a rope
and tied up the Pope
when questioned by police she just lied
“I know nothing about this vile crime
it was made up to service this rhyme
I just could not cope
with binding the Pope”
but now she is serving the time!
A lady from Plymouth I know
she lived in a tent on the Hoe
just under the lighthouse
she built a new shitehouse*
and charged folk a penny to go
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plymouth_Hoe
*Also known as a shithouse. Generally means an outside toilet.
Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.
If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.
This week Jim has given us the task of finding a song with La in the title, or lyrics. Now, surely, that is every single song ever written! If we don’t know the words what do we all do? We sing along with La, la, la, and it is international as shown in these German lyrics to the, now what’s it called? The La la la song!
My first La song of pop memories just has to be Pat Boone’s 1962 hit “Speedy Gonzales”. You could sing along to it, dance to it, it was funny, and it introduced the UK audience to new food and drink. What more could we ask for?
Pat Boone (his really name) is still active at the age of 85 and was married, at age 19, to Shirley, who was also a recording artist and television personality. She died in January 2019.
I hope you enjoy this fun memory of mine!
Speedy Gonzales
It was a moonlit night in Old Mexico.
I walked alone between some old adobe haciendas.
Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl:
La la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la
la la la la.
You better come home Speedy Gonzales, away from tannery row.
Stop all of your drinking with that floosie named Flo!
Come on home to your adobe and slap some mud on the wall!
The roof is leaking like a strainer. There’s loads of roaches in the
hall.
(La la la la)
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
why don’t you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
how come you leave me all alone?
“He, Rosita, I have to go shopping downtown for my mother,
she needs some Tortillias and Chilli Pepper!”
La, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
la la.
Your doggie’s gonna have a puppy, and we’re running out of Coke.
no enchiladas in the icebox, and the television’s broke.
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt, I smell some perfume in your
ear.
Well, if you’re gonna keep on messin’, don’t bring your business back
a-here.
(La la la la)
Mmm, Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
why don’t you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales),
how come you leave me all alone?
“He, Rosita, come quick!
Down at the cantina, they’re giving green stamps with Tequila!”
La, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la
la la la la la.
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Buddy Kaye / Ethel Lee / David Hess
Speedy Gonzales lyrics © Bienstock Publishing Company
An Orpington lass name of Beth
had amazingly pungent bad breath
Her friends knew so well
to avoid the rank smell
lest they suffered a horrible death
Music to make you smile – thanks to Jim Adams.
Emile Waldteufel’s famous composition from 1882 is known in English as ‘The Skaters’ Waltz’. It was inspired by the sight of Parisians skating on the frozen Seine river. Waldteufel wrote over 200 works, but this is the piece he is best remembered for and this is one of the most famous wintery pieces in classical […]
A lady from Nottingham said
I’ve a terrible pain in my head
I was shot by a sparrow
with a huge arrow
and now I’m apparently dead
My cousin Kevin worked at Kew
he kept the kale well clipped
He couldn’t cut too closely though
in case his clippers slipped
He used a cutlass on the grass
as sharp as sharp could be
A fact that he regretted much
as he sliced right through his knee
Regardless, Kevin hopped around
but fell and banged his head
He rolled across the grass and then
he rolled into the bed
Alas poor Kevin is no more
succumbed to cuts too many
And if you want another verse
Well tough, there are not any!
I’m sure I’m never certain
I’m certain I’m unsure
and when I think about it
I have to think some more
I nearly made my mind up
I’ll have to think again
But really I am certain
It’s just I don’t know when!
Inspired by this marvellous thought from Colleen.
Horatio hailed from Hull
the guy was incredibly dull
He polished his nose
and painted his toes
and now his diary is full!
It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
Photo by kalhh at Pixabay.comI warned them!
They had been practising the same song all evening.
I told the conductor that if I heard that song one more time they would regret it.
He just laughed.
He raised his baton, the choir took a breath and the first notes filled the air.
They’d all be singing a new song now!
(280 characters)
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