Your Home For The Lyrics To Thirty Nervous Norvus Songs

For damn's sake, why is "Transfusion" the only Nervous Norvus song with any lyrics on the internet? I banged out the lyrics to every one of his songs that I know, the old fashioned way. This man deserves better.

1. Little Cowboy (1953)

2. The Blackout Song (1954)

3. Kangaroo Hop [Partial] (1954)

4. I Listen to Red in Bed (1954)

5. Sparks (1954)

6. The Bully Bully Man (1954)

7. I Hate Bugs (1955)

8. The Clock Shop (1955)

9. I'm Waitin' Up for Santa Claus (1955)

10. Boris the Blue Nosed Baboon (1955)

11. When I Hear the Honkin' of the Diesel Train (1955)

12. The Evil Hurricane (1955)

13. Transfusion (1956)

14. Dig (1956)

15. Ape Call (1956)

16. Wild Dogs of Kentucky (1956)

17. The Fang (1956)

18. Bullfrog Hop (1956)

19. Elvis You're A G.I. Now (1958)

20. Stoneage Woo (1959)

21. I Like Girls (1959)

22. The Plaster Song (1959)

23. Does A Chinese Chicken Have a Pigtail? (1961)

24. Noon Balloon To Rangoon (1961)

25. Kibble Kobble (The Flying Saucer Song) (1962)

26. The Lean Green Vegetable Fiend (From 'Tuther Side of the Moon) (1962)

27. Stop Your Foolin' (1966)

28. Pony-Tail (1966)

29. I'm Comin' Home My Baby (1966)

30. The New Beat and Step (1966)

1. Little Cowboy (1953)

It's time to ride the trail, little cowboy
To the sleepy land of let's pretend
In the far-away skies
Where the dicky-bird flies
And the rainbows never, never end

We'll saddle up a coal-black pony
And ride him through a field of stars
To a place I know
Where the Milky Way flows
Through a forest of chocolate bars

We'll ride over gumdrop mountains
And wade in a soda-pop sea
We'll play in the park
Where the puppy-dogs bark
And the teddy bears roam so free

So come along with me, little cowboy
To the sleepy land of let's pretend
Where the kitty cats play
With the bunnies all day
And a boy is everybody's friend.

(2x)

2. The Blackout Song (1954)

When your day has a cloudy sky
And all your troubles just won't shoe-fly
Stick your head in a garbage can and
Hoo-waa, hoo-waa
Black out all your dog-gone troubles away

Black out, black out, everybody black out
Black out, black out, everybody, please

Charm your cares with a snappy yell
Bury your blues in a deep, dark, well
Stick your head in a garbage can and
Hoo-waa, hoo-waa
Black out all your dog-gone troubles away

All your fears would be as light as a feather in the breeze
If you'd only do what's right and black out to this melody

When old gloom starts creeping round
Trying to drag your spirits down
Stick your head in a garbage can and
Hoo-waa, hoo-waa
Black out all your dog-gone troubles away

Black out, black out, everybody black out
Black out, black out, everybody, please

When you're feeling mighty low
The best darn remedy that I know
Stick your head in a garbage can and
Hoo-waa, hoo-waa
Black out all your dog-gone troubles away

Black out, black out, everybody black out
Black out, black out, everybody, please

If'n you're sad don't mope around
Just open your mouth and go to town
Stick your head in a garbage can and
Hoo-waa, hoo-waa
Black out all your dog-gone troubles a way

When your blues are blasted down into a garbage can
You will find that blacking out has left you feeling zorch, man.

Come on cats, and let her go,
Watch your durned old worries blow
Stick your head in a garbage can and
Hoo-waa, hoo-waa
Black out all your dog-gone troubles away, way, way
Black out all your durned old troubles away

Hoo-waa, poof, oops, that lettuce is murder, cats

3. Kangaroo Hop [Partial] (1954)

Way down in Australia in the land of romance
All the jitterbugs have got a funny new dance
It's a simple little wiggle with a hop and a beat
It's got all the cats a-jumping and a-beating their feet
It has a boogie-woogie rhythm with a touch of bebop
And everybody's calling it the Kangaroo Hop.

First you hold your hands up like a kangaroo
Then you bend your knees and hoppy-hop one-two
Now wiggle on your left foot while your right one beats
Now try it on your right foot as your left repeats, hey
Once you get the swing I know that you can't stop
Wiggling, hopping, beating to the Kangaroo Hop
Wiggling, hopping, beating to the Kangaroo Hop
Real gone

4. I Listen to Red in Bed (1954)

(Child voice)
Every night I listen to Red in bed
When my mommy thinks I'm fast asleep.
She thinks I'm asleep!
When she turns out the light
And tippy tip-toes out of sight
She doesn't know my teddy bear has a radio inside
Every night I listen to Red in bed
Gee, I wouldn't miss him for the world
Whole wide world!
I hope that my daddy doesn't find
What's in this teddy of mine
Or I'll be red in bed instead
He'll spank me hard!
And I'll be red in bed instead
Shh! Here comes daddy now! Goodnight, Red

(Norvus)
You liked that little boy, didn't you? Yes. Well, he's grown up now, and married, and he still sings his little song. Listen.

(Man voice)
Every night I listens to Red in bed
When my old lady thinks I'm fast asleep
When she shoots out the light
And slowly waddles out of sight
She doesn't know my Belfast jug has a short-wave job inside
Every night I listens to Red in bed
I wouldn't miss that cat for all the world
I said the world
I hope that my old witch don't find
What's in that jug o' mine
Cause then I couldn't hear old Red in bed
Cause then I couldn't hear old Red
Here comes the old bat now. So long, cats.

5. Sparks (1954)

Hoo, cool
We make sparks
Beautiful sparks
Like touching two wires together
Beautiful sparks

When our eyes meet
Across the street
Sparks jump almost thirty feet
O sparks
We make beautiful sparks
Like touching two wires together
Beautiful sparks

And when we dance
The rock and roll
Sparks just knock us for a goal
O sparks
We make beautiful sparks
Sparks on a lark in the dark
Beautiful sparks, yeah

If you want to see
The fire fly
Kiss me and it's the Fourth of July
O sparks
We make beautiful sparks
Like touching two wires together
Beautiful sparks

And when we're sitting in the show
Sparks make all the fuses blow
O sparks
We make beautiful sparks
Sparks on a lark in the dark
Beautiful sparks

When you and I are on the porch
Dog-gone swing just starts to scorch
O sparks
We make beautiful sparks
Like touching two wires together
Beautiful sparks

And when we're on a barbecue
I start the fire by touching you
O sparks, woo-hoo
Make beautiful sparks
O sparks on a lark in the dark
Beautiful sparks

Without you my
Hot rod won't go
But with you, baby it's a dynamo
O sparks
We make beautiful sparks
Like touching two wires together
Beautiful sparks

6. The Bully Bully Man (1954)

Dig that cat with the wild red hair
That crazy man with the nervous air
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man

He's a cute caper-cutter who can dig your jive
He's a puce-sock baby who is real alive
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man

His favorite car is a 1916 Jaguar pickup, ah
How those cats enjoy the scene when he blacks out with a boo-waa

He's a real gone daddy with a solid jump
A bad boy bergutter slump old Pahrump
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man

He's the sharpest cat in all the land
He's a real cool papa and a mellaroony man
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man

He's the big chief kitty of every cat
Who wears green hair and a real zorch hat
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man

All the cats from miles around congregate when he's in town
How they love that nervous man when he gives out with a flack man

He's a smooth hep cat with a crazy laugh
A real mellow fellow who can stand the gaff
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man
He's old Red Blanchard
The um-bully-bully-bully man
He's a real zorch man

7. I Hate Bugs (1955)

I walked through the park one day
Past a big old tree
And a mama bird and a baby bird
Were fighting terribly, what a battle!
Now baby birds eat bugs and worms
But this one was a freak
I don't know how it ended
But I heard the baby shriek

(Child voice)
Mama! I hate bugs
Any kind of bug
Every kind of bug
Crazy little bugs
I hate worms
Any kind of worm
Every kind of worm
Crazy little worms
Now, I like hash, and I like stew
And I like mashed potatoes too
But I hate bugs
Any kind of bug
Every kind of bug
Crazy little bugs
And my little brother will tell you the same thing if you'll listen

(Smaller child voice)
I hate bugs
Any kind of bug
Every kind of bug
Crazy little bugs
Now, I hate worms, too
Any kind of worm, I don't care what kind it is.
Every kind of worm
Crazy little worms
I like hash, and I like stew
And I like mashed potatoes too
But I hate bugs
Any kind of bug
Every kind of bug
Crazy little bugs
Ain't that right brother?

(Child voice)
Yeah, crazy little bugs
Don't feed us no more of that, mommy

8. The Clock Shop (1955)

I'm a clerk in an old clock shop
I'm just a nervous wreck they say
Now they're as right as rain
And I know who's to blame
Here is how I got that way

Tick tock, click click, ring ring, bong bong
Old clocks talking on the shelf
Click click, tick tock, bong bong, ring ring
They've got me ticking to myself

It's tock, tock, tock the whole day long
While spinning hands around
You'd think with all that exercise
The gosh darn things would all run down

Tick tock, click click, ring ring, bong bong
Always such a lot of noise
Click click, tick tock, bong bong, ring ring
Girl clocks ringing at the boys

I know just what I'm gonna do
When it comes to wind-up time
I'll stop that click click, ring ring, bong bong
Tick tock talking all the time
I'm sho' gonna stop it

Tick tock, click click, ring ring, bong bong
Old clocks sitting in a row
Click click, tick tock, bong bong, ring ring
Think they're making quite a show

It's click, click, click, with the wheels all day
Inside their silly heads
I wish they'd close their faces up
And boing their springs and all drop dead

Tick tock, click click, ring ring, bong bong
Got me going in a whirl
Click click, tick tock, bong bong, ring ring
Boy clocks bonging at the girls

I know just what I'm gonna do
When it comes to wind-up time
I'll stop that click click, ring ring, bong bong
Tick tock talking all the time, hey
Tick tock talking all the time
(I've gotta stop it, it's driving me nuts)

9. I'm Waitin' Up for Santa Claus (1955)

My stocking's by the fireplace
I've said my prayers and washed my face
And when my folks are fast asleep
Then down the stairs I'll softly creep
For I've decided that this year
That I'll wait up for Santa dear

I'm waiting up for Santa Claus
I'd like to see by jimney
How one so stout
Would go about
This coming down a chimney

I'm waiting up for Santa Claus
Cause I'm in doubting season
How he can go
Through ice and snow
And keep his nose from freezing

From all the pictures that I've seen
His reindeer seem to fly
Is Santa's sleigh a flying machine?
What keeps him in the sky?

So I'm waiting up for Santa Claus
When he pops down the chimney
What a surprise
Will meet his eyes
When he sees me by jimney

(2x)

I'm waiting for Santa Claus tonight
I'm gonna catch him, too

10. Boris the Blue Nosed Baboon (1955)

Boris the blue-nosed baboon
Had a real crazy nose
It was the shiniest blue nose
Man that smeller really glowed

That boy just incandescented all over that jungle
In fact, there wasn't a bushel made that could hide his light
Get it? Light? Bushel?

Now all of the other baboons
Thought this cat was plenty square
They never let poor Boris
Play with them, and that wasn't hardly fair, was it folks?
Why, they said, "Oh, Jack, he is a square!"
"Yeah, man, that gate's too rusty"
"A cube, daddy-o! A cube!"
"Oh, man, yeah!"

Then one black and stormy night
During a baboon poker game
Old Boris was asked to shine his light
And his good deed that night has brought him fame

Now they say, "He's solid, man, real cool!"
"He is the most!"
"Man, he is all ape!"
"A real zorch man!"

Now Boris the blue-nosed baboon
Has the forest in the jamboree
He's the sharpest cat in the jungle
And he'll go down in history.

Hey, daddy-o, dig that crazy monkey!

11. When I Hear the Honkin' of the Diesel Train (1955)

Hey, man, you hear that honking? That's a diesel train. Listen to that. Oh, boy, I'll see you later, huh? So long, kid.

When I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm leaving
When I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm leaving
Goodbye Bill and goodbye Joe
Along with everything that used to worry me so
I'll ride around the world
And find a pretty girl
And tell her that I love her so

When I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm leaving
When I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm gone, real gone
I'm gonna pack my things and grab my grip
And climb aboard a diesel for a long, long trip
When I hear the honking of the diesel train

Hey, when I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm leaving
When I hear the honking of that diesel train, man, I'm gone
Goodbye Bill and so long Joe
Along with everything that used to worry me so
I'm gonna ride around the world
And find a pretty girl
And tell her that I love her so

When I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm leaving
When I hear the honking of the diesel train I'm gone, man I'm plenty gone
I'm gonna pack my things and grab my grip
And climb aboard a diesel for a long, long trip
When I hear the honking of the diesel train
Pretty mama
When I hear the honking of the diesel train
So long, boy, I'm gone

12. The Evil Hurricane (1955)

One day a big north wind from the lonely Arctic sea
Married a southern breeze from the lovely Carribean
And when their child was born, he was big and loud and mean
So they decided to call him Hurricane

He had a great big eye in the center of his head
And when he looked at you, he would fill your heart with dread
For he would blow, blow, blow, everything that lay ahead
He was a devil, that ugly Hurricane

In time he grew, grew, grew, till he darkened all the sky
And then at once he knew finally the time to try
To blow the whole wide world over as it floated by
He was a mean one, that evil Hurricane

And so he puffed, and blew, and threw his wind about
While his great eye glared through the thunder of his shouts
But all he did was blow till he blew completely out
He blew his topper, that wicked Hurricane

(2x)

13. Transfusion (1956)

Tooling down the highway, doing 79
I'm a twin-pipe papa and I'm feeling fine
Hey man, dig that, was that a red stop sign?

Transfusion, transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Slip the blood to me, bud

I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the center line, man you gotta make time

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh, man, I got the cotton-pickin' convulusions
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me, Bruce

My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast-riding daddy with a real cool head
I'm gonna pass the truck on the hill ahead

Transfusion, transfusion
My red corp-suckles are in mass confusion
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Pour the crimson in me, Jimson

I took a little drink and I'm a-feeling right
I can fly right over everything, everything in sight
There's a slow-poking cat, I'm gonna pass him on the right

Transfusion, transfusion
I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Pass the claret to me, Barrett.

Rolling down the mountain on a rainy day
O, when you see me coming, better start to pray
I'm a-cutting up the road and I'm the boss all the way

Transfusion, transfusion
O, doc, pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me, Louis

I'm burning up the freeway early this morn
I'm passing everybody, O, nothing but corn
Man, out of my way, I don't drive with my horn

Transfusion, transfusion
O, nurse, I'm gonna make a new resolution
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Put a gallon in me, Allen

O, barnyard drivers are found in two classes
Line crowding hogs and speeding jackasses
So remember to slow down today.

Hey daddy-o, make that type-o, huh? Thatta boy.

14. Dig (1956)

D-I-G means look
D-I-G means stare
D-I-G means see
D-I-G means glare
D-I-G means to use your eyes
So dig, dig, dig, you crazy guys

Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig you crazy guys

D-I-G means glance
D-I-G means peep
D-I-G means watch
D-I-G means peek
D-I-G means to be alert
So dig, dig, dig, dig till it hurts

Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig dig till it hurts

D-I-G means gaze
D-I-G means ogle
D-I-G means observe
D-I-G means goggle
D-I-G means to look at that
So dig, dig, dig, you solid cats

Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig you solid cats

D-I-G means sharp
D-I-G means knowledge
D-I-G means brains
D-I-G means college
D-I-G means you know the score
So dig, dig, dig, dig, dig some more

Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig dig some more

D-I-G means clear
D-I-G means understand
D-I-G means catch
D-I-G means comprehend
D-I-G means that you are hip
So dig, dig, dig those cool lips

Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig those cool lips

D-I-G means poise
D-I-G means smoothie
D-I-G means smart
D-I-G means groovy
D-I-G means you know the trick
So dig, dig, dig, those nervous chicks

Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig digaroony
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig those nervous chicks

So dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig away

15. Ape Call (1956)

Back in history, before time began
All the real cool cats had a solid plan
When they dug a nervous chick they all to a man went
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
You wanna be cool, man? Go ape

Young Mighty Joe swinging through the trees
Was the king of everything that roosted in the leaves
But when he saw a girl ape hanging in the breeze
He went AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
You like to be hip, boy? Go ape

Big dinosaur was a long, tall lizard
He drift through the jungle like a slow blizzard
But when he got a double-take at lady lizard he'd
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
You wanna be sharp, cat? Go ape

A pterodactyl was a flying fool, just

I thought I'd break in and tell you what pterodactyl was. Well, it was sort of a stork-looking bat with sharp teeth that cruised around looking for– say, we haven't changed a bit, have we, cats?

A pterodactyl was a flying fool
Just a breeze-flapping daddy of the old school
But a mama dactyl could sure make him drool
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Don't be square, Joe, go ape

Now old papa tiger was the boss of the Nile
Just a sport-model cat with a solid smile
He was old king cool till the girl tiger smiled
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Be zorch, daddy-o, go ape

Adam was the first boy in the land
A big mellaroony daddy with an iron hand
But when little Eve said "Hi, man"
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Ape call, doodley-aba
Don't be a cube, rube, go ape

So remember to ape call today

16. Wild Dogs of Kentucky (1956)

Way up in the hills of old Kentucky
Every farmer has a savage hunting dog
The dogs are sleek and trim and mighty lucky
Cause all day long they sleep just like a log

But when the sun has gone behind the mountain
They stir and snarl and bellow at the moon
Their spirits are wild and bubbly like a fountain
Cause they know they'll soon be running after coon

The wild dogs of Kentucky
The wild dogs of Kentucky
The wild, wild dogs of Kentucky

The grass is dancing wildly in the meadows
To the tune of hounds a-baying from afar
Old coon is scared and trembling in the shadows
He's wishing he was hiding on a star

Here come the dogs a-flying through the field
With coon a-streaking for the brush and trees
They know that coon's a mighty tasty meal
O their savage howls a devil's blood would freeze

The wild dogs of Kentucky
The wild dogs of Kentucky
The wild, wild dogs of Kentucky

The piney woods are deep and dark and spooky
But dogs rush in where humans fear to tread
There's Pal and Pard and Jinx and Spot and Lukey
They'll never rest till coon's a-lying dead

The chase is long and hard and finally ended
They've treed poor Mister Coon down by the stream
They're waiting for the shotgun man to end it
And their snarling, yapping, yelping's like a dream

The wild dogs of Kentucky
The wild dogs of Kentucky
The wild, wild dogs of Kentucky

17. The Fang (1956)

One morning I was born on the planet Mars
I gassed up my cradle and I shot through the stars
I landed on earth with a solid bang
I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang

Now it didn't take me long to get settled down
Cause when I dug the cool chicks in every town
I said "This is it, cat, let's get earthbound"
I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang

I got a bebop cat-man, a real stingaree
And a solid gold keychain, down to the knees
And real nervous pegs with a crazy crease
I'm the Fang
The Fang
I'm the Fang

Man, I'm feeling just like a newborn colt
I'm gonna hit these chicks with a Martian jolt
Cause I'm a red-hot daddy with a thousand volts
Man I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang

Now I meet this Earth-cat, and he says "Hi you all"
"Man, you real nervous, you feel like a ball?
I said "Sure, daddy, let's find a hall"
Hah, he didn't know I was the Fang
The Fang
The Fang

So we dug a cool hall and tried it on for size
And all the cats were jumping to a rock and roll cry
And every mellaroony chick just glued her eyes
On the Fang
On the Fang
On the Fang

My feet started flashing like the noon-day sun
And my blue suedes were hotter than a two-dollar gun
And the chicks all yelled "Daddy-o, you're the one
"You're the Fang!
"You must be the Fang
"You're the Fang"

Now when I left that hall about twelve midnight
I was an outer-space papa that was feeling right
Cause every chick in the house was mine on sight
Man I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang
I'm the Fang

I revved up my rod and I flashed into flight
And I sped through the stars back to Mars my delight
And I know those Earth-chicks are dreaming tonight
Of the Fang
Of the Fang
Of the Fang

18. Bullfrog Hop (1956)

Down in Louisiana in the land of romance
All the zorch people got a funny new dance
A simple little wiggle with a hop and a beat
It's got all the cats a-jumping and a-beating their feet
A boogie-woogie rhythm with a touch of bebop
And everybody's calling it the Bullfrog Hop

First you hold your hands up like a kangaroo
Then you bend your knees and hoppy-hop one-two
Now wiggle on your left foot while your right one beats
Now try it on your right foot as your left repeats, hey
Once you get the swing I know that you can't stop
A-wiggle hopping beating to the Bullfrog Hop

(2x)

Boy, it's a hot one, I'm telling you

19. Elvis You're A G.I. Now (1958)

O Elvis you're a G.I. now
O Elvis you're a G.I. now
No more duck-tail hair-do
And them side-burns are going too
Hey, Elvis, you're a G.I. now

O, Elvis, you're a dog-face now
Hoo, Elvis, you're a dog-face now
Your old guitar is long-gone
You'll twang on a shovel from now on
O Elvis, you're a dog-face now

I'm nothing but a dog-face
And I got a lot of dimes
I'm nothing but a dog-face
And I got a lot of dimes
Yeah, man
And I've cornered all the money
And you ain't no friends of mine

O Elvis, you're a yard-bird now
Elvis, you're a yard-bird now
Pick up those butts and don't you fret
You might be a ninety-day wonder yet
Hey Elvis, you're a yard-bird now

O Elvis, you're a buck private now
O Elvis, you're a buck private now
Just kiss them Cadillacs adieu
Cause you'll be riding in army shoes
Hey Elvis, you're a buck private now

Love my fenders
Love my feet
Love me sergeant, too

O Elvis you are in the army now
Hey Elvis you're in the army now
Bu don't you holler, boy
Don't you cry
You'll be like me by and by
A red hot civilian

Oh Elvis, you are in the army now
I don't mean maybe
It's squad right, squad left
You heard me, private, you ain't deaf
Elvis, hear me now, you're in the army now
So long, cat

20. Stoneage Woo (1959)

Now here's the way stone-agers wooed
Back a million years or two
The words you may not understand
But the meaning you will comprehend
He said...
He said...
He said...
He said...
He said...
He said...
He said...

21. I Like Girls (1959)

I'm a boy and you're a girl
Gee, baby, I like girls
Come on, darling, let's make love today

Now I like girls, you're a girl
And I like sweets, you're honey
I like dreams, you're a dream
And I like you, I do

You like boys? I'm a boy
You like treats? I got money
You like life? I'm a-living
Just to be with you

Warm hearts, beating, beating
Warm lips could be meeting
Soft night, swiftly fleeting
Smiling moon above

I like you, don't you know it?
You like me? Won't you show it?
We are young, darling, so it's
Time for making love

(2x)

22. The Plaster Song (1959)

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a story of a little woman, a big he man, and an old-fashioned plaster. Hope it sticks with you.

All right, now just take it easy and pull it slow
You know that sheepskin, beeswax, honey, pitch, and tar
The more you try to pull it off, the more it sticks thar
O, sheepskin, beeswax makes a mighty plaster
The more you try to pull it off, the more it sticks, the faster

All right now, come on
O, come now, O, careful, O, oooo, O
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Take it easy

When you try to pull it off it won't start coming off till skin comes with it
Don't you see?
When the pain is going off, that's the time to pull it off, starting, counting
One, two, three

All right, now
O, oooo, O, easy, O, oooo, O
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Dog-gone it

Sheepskin, beeswax, honey, pitch, and tar
The more you try to pull it off, the more it sticks thar
O, sheepskin, beeswax makes a mighty plaster
The more you try to pull it off, the more it sticks, the faster

O, look out now, O, careful, , O, oooo, O
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Take it easy, I said

You know when you try to pull it off it won't start coming off till skin comes with it
Don't you see?
When the pain is going off, that's the time to pull it off, starting, counting
One, two, three

All right, now
O, watch it now, O, easy, O, oooo, O
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Dog burn it, there's hair there, woman
I'm glad that's over with

23. Does A Chinese Chicken Have a Pigtail? (1961)

Does a Chinese chicken have a pigtail?
That's what I'd like to know
If a Chinese chicken has a pigtail
To China I will go
Yeah

Does a Chinese chicken have a pigtail
A man can hang onto?
There could be no better way of knowing
Your little hen was true

I've been searching, searching
For someone I could trust
I'll just keep on searching
I'll find her yet, or bust

I'll keep looking, hoping, always trusting
And asking every day
Does a Chinese chicken have a pigtail?
If so send one my way

(2x)

24. Noon Balloon To Rangoon (1961)

Allah, Allah, Allahu akbar

A boy named Alladin had a magic lamp
His magic was the hottest in the Baghdad camp
What happened to Alladin when the lamp got damp?
The noon balloon to Rangoon

Nervous Ali Baba was a zorch mahout
He trapped the forty thieves and laughed to hear them shout
What became of Ali Baba when the thieves got out?
The noon balloon to Rangoon

O Rangoon is the safest place, when you get in a jam
So don't be a goon
Roundabout noon
Take that balloon and scram, Sam

Sinbad the sailor had the right idea
When pursued by the Caliph and the Grand Vizier
He played it cool till twelve o'clock and disappeared
The noon balloon to Rangoon

Queen Scheherazade told a thousand tales
To keep from landing in a jerky Persian jail
And when she knew her life supply was gonna fail
The noon balloon to Rangoon

When young prince Ahmed rode a carpet high
Across the land to please the apple of his eye
What happened when the power in his old rug died?
The noon balloon to Rangoon

O if you want a safe retreat Rangoon's a place to try
So don't be a ding
When the lunch bells ring
Grab that balloon and fly, guy

Once there was a genie who was big and tall
He was caught inside a bottle and was feeling small
When a cat pulled out the cork and yodeled "Hi, y'all"
The noon balloon to Rangoon

25. Kibble Kobble (The Flying Saucer Song) (1962)

Now I thought flying saucers were only a myth
That people from other planets didn't exist
But since they have landed here from outer space
There's cups hunting saucers all over the place, yeah

Now Hypercon and Jipperching
They journeyed down to Earth to do some visiting
And the dance they did was the funniest thing
For as they danced together every one of them would sing

Oh I take-a the-a hand-a
Of-a me-a my Amanda
And-a me-a my Amanda
She-a take-a my-a hand-a
We kibble kobble to
We kibble kobble fro
And though the music's speeding
Never let her hand-a go

Chongo, Chango, husky chesty fellies
Take the hand-a of their slenderilla Nellies
Each one-a singing as they twirl and whirl
Kibbledy, kobbledy, wind-a up and swirl

Come all ye cups each, grab your gally-o and spin her
Around and round, don't let her down before you toss her
Into the nearest whirling twirling flying saucer

This ends the bibble bobble dance of kibble kobble

26. The Lean Green Vegetable Fiend (From 'Tuther Side of the Moon) (1962)

This a whale, whale, whale
Whale of a tale, tale, tale
I'm-a telling you
If you are wise, wise, wise
You will surmise, mise, mise
It's not hullabaloo

If I'm a sap, sap, sap
Having a nap, nap, nap
Crazy as a loon
Tell what I can, can, can
Of this green man, man, man
From 'tuther side of the moon-o

He was a lean, he was a green
He was a lean green vegetable fiend
From Juno, on the other side of the moon-o
With pointed ears and pointed nose
With pointed chin and pointed toes
The likes of him you won't be meeting with soon-o

He's a lot greener than a doctor's pill
And, brother, it ain't chlorophyll
But just the same you'd like this little goon
He's never mean, just lean and green
You'd love this little vegetable fiend
From Juno, on the other side of the moon-o

I heard a rap, rap, rap
And then a tap, tap, tap
Coming from my window
What I saw there, there, there
Made my poor hair, hair, hair
Stand right up on end-o

O what appeared, peared, peared
Was just so weird, weird, weird
I felt like I ought to swoon
Into my home, home, home
Came this green gnome, gnome, gnome
From 'tuther side of the moon-o

He was a lean, he was a green
He was a lean green vegetable fiend
From Juno, on the other side of the moon-o
With pointed ears and pointed nose
With pointed chin and pointed toes
The likes of him you won't be meeting with soon-o

He's a lot greener than a doctor's pill
And, brother, it ain't chlorophyll
But just the same you'd like this little goon
He's never mean, just lean and green
You'd love this little vegetable fiend
From Juno, on the other side of the moon-o
From Juno, on the other side of the moon-o

27. Stop Your Foolin' (1966)

Always thought a girl in love would treat one kindly
But I guess I was wrong from the start
Though you seem to love me, dear, you never tell me
So sweetheart, here it is, right from my heart

Stop your fooling with my heart, my prairie darling
I'm not used to being treated this a-way
Men like me are hard to find, my prairie darling
Treat me right, or I will go away

Now I love you like I never loved no other
Keep in mind, dear, I can find another, too
Stop your fooling with my heart, my prairie darling
Just because I said that I love but you

(2x)

28. Pony-Tail (1966)

You're a cute girl with a ponytail hairdo
Ponytail hairdo, ponytail
Say, you will be mine if you always love me
My girl with the ponytail

You look so cute in your circular gown
With the flaired-out ruffles when we go to town
Do the square dance and swing around and round
My girl with the ponytail

I fly down the sidewalks on wings of sun
I feel so happy that a new day's born
I wake in the morning singing a tune
For soon we will have our honeymoon

You're a cute girl with a ponytail hairdo
Ponytail hairdo, ponytail
Say, you will be mine if you always love me
My girl with the ponytail

I fly down the sidewalks on wings of sun
I feel so happy that a new day's born
I wake in the morning singing a tune
For soon we will have our honeymoon

You're a cute girl with a ponytail hairdo
Ponytail hairdo, ponytail
Say, you will be mine if you always love me
My girl with the ponytail
My girl with the ponytail

29. I'm Comin' Home My Baby (1966)

I'm coming home, my baby
I expect to find you there
No playing tricks, my baby
With the guy with the curly hair

Don't you know, you're my baby
Don't you know you should be kind
When anyone promises
She's his
Baby, she should keep her lover-man in mind

But you showed me you don't give a hoot
You don't want to play this love game fair
You know, honey, I'm losing patience with you
When I come home, you'd better be there

(2x)

30. The New Beat and Step (1966)

Kids get together
Kids get together
For the new beat and step
Kids get together, you are there
Beat out the time and do take care
Watch your ankles and get hep
To the new beat and step

Get into the groove and go
Swing you gal to and fro
She'll think your hep, now, go, man, go
Get the new beat and step

It will send you in its rhythm and beat
To progressive jazz and you will meet
The best dancers anywhere in town
Do the step and go on down

Watch the crowd, they're in the swing
They're out to get that certain thing
Your gal will think you're mighty hep
To the new beat and step

Who is your hero?