Friday, June 05, 2009

Giddy up!!


Riding on the range,
I've got my hat - on,

I've got my boots - dusty.


I've got my saddle

On my horse.

He's called....T-t-t-t-t-trigger

Of course.


I wanna be a cowboy

and you can be my cowgirl

I wanna be a cowboy

and you can be my cowgirl

I wanna be a cowboy


(woman's voice)

Riding on the chuck wagon,

Following my man.

His name is Ted,

Can you believe that?

Camping on the prairie

Plays havoc with my hair.

Makes me feel quite dirty,

Though we all do sometimes


I wanna be a cowboy

and you can be my cowgirl

I wanna be a cowboy

and you can be my cowgirl

I wanna be a cowboy


Looking like a hero,

Six-gun at my side,

Chewing my tobacco.

Out on the horizon,

I see a puff of smoke.

Indians on the warpath,


(Indian voice) White man speak-em with forked tongue.

Or not.

I wanna be a cowboy
and you can be my cowgirl

I wanna be a cowboy


My name is Ted,

And one day I'll be dead yo yo

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Greatest pop songs ever?


Those schoolgirl days, of telling tales and biting nails are gone,
But in my mind,

I know they will still live on and on,

But how do you thank someone, who has taken you from crayons to perfume?

It isn't easy, but I'll try,


If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky in letters,

That would soar a thousand feet high,

To Sir, with Love


The time has come,

For closing books and long last looks must end,

And as I leave,

I know that I am leaving my best friend,

A friend who taught me right from wrong,

And weak from strong,

That's a lot to learn,

What, what can I give you in return?


If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start,

But I, would rather you let me give my heart,

To Sir, with Love