Saturday, May 19, 2012
Video-time!!! - Jerry Lewis Makes You Exhausted
Words for the karaoke sessions: I'm a little busy body though I know it's very shoddy, I insist on knowing what is going on with everybody, Cause I'm such a busy body Always prying always spying I'm defying anyone to try to hide the fact from me-- --Now Mrs. Jones is with the doctor and her pulse he's finally clocked her Suddenly she sees me peeking and to all her friends I'm shrieking, "Mrs. Jones' valve is leaking! a mechanic she is seeking cause the clutch needs overhauling and her motor's always stalling." Mrs. Jones, you lonesome gal, you finally lost your trade in value. Now we come to Mr. Clunk, He thinks that I'm a little punk! He's always keeping up with Jones, and while I tapped his telephone, I learned that they will disconnect if soon the bill they don't collect, the sheriff's gonna take it back-- his brand new shiny Cadillac. So now I pass the news around that "Mr. Clunk is bankrupt bound!" I'm ruining his credit and I know he won't forget it Though he thought I was a little punk that cabbage headed Mr. Clunk I got the bank to fume and fret! They took his home, and better yet they grabbed his television set because I'm such a busy body! I'm a little busy body! If you drink an extra Toddy I will spot it long before you thought it, I'll be pointing to your house and tellin' folks that you're a souse! So I admit I am a louse. It's so much fun to tell the neighbors that you're underneath the weather And they ought a get together Using you as an example to their kids of what a tramp'll do if he is off the wagon, now your reputation's draggin' Cause you took an extra Toddy. And I'm tellin' everybody that you're more than slightly dizzy Now I've got you in the tizzy Cause I'm such a very busy little busy body! I'm the death of every party. You should hear the things I say when Truth or Consequence we play! I state the age of Mrs. Done! I tell 'em she is sixty-one and that her face is lifted, and her cargo's slightly shifted. There are couples kissing in the dark. I use my flashlight for a lark. And Joan is hugging Mortimer, and she's engaged to Mr. Shore. I'm hiding in the cuspidor and flash the light upon their face while they are locked in fond embrace and Mr. Shore then wrecks the place. I'm such a busy body breaking up a lovely party! Mabel Smith is on the scale, and suddenly she's growing pale! For in a chorus, so endearing, I have got the neighbors cheering, "Darling what a lovely weight! You weigh One-hundred Eighty-Eight!" You lick the pattern off the plate And then you bleed for more to eat! You look just like a strange falloon that drifted to us from the moon And scientists much watch their step an' see if you're a secret weapon. That is how the gossip goes and all because I stick my nose in other peoples' dirty clothes a heavy winded guy am-- I don't need a breath to say good bye because I'm such a busy little busy bodyyy..... busy booody-- buuuuusy bodyyyy!!! Booody buss--- Gah--I haven't got any breath left!! I'm so-- BUsy bo-- Busy BOOOoodyyyyyy!!! I'm choking I *gags*..... *HUGE BREATH* I'm a little busy bodyyyyy!!!! *** *********** Heard this song some 30 or 40 years ago and it hasn't left me since. Say what you want about these all American guys (and there's a lot to say), but it's great entertainment. O'