Welcome to Gaia! ::

*claps*

Yanno....I could probably belt some "Freebird"... domokun

...well thank you Zinda! XD

*blushes*...amazon lungs...who knew???

This is an oldie...but a goodie...some of you might know this one.

*clears throat*

Picture you
upon my knee
Just Tea for two
and two for tea
just me for you
and you for me, alone

nobody near us to see us or hear us
no friends or relations on weekend vacations
we won't have it known dear
that we own a telephone, dear

day will break
and you'll awake
and start to bake
a sugar cake
for me to take
for all the boys to seeeeeeee

we will raise a family
a boy for you
a girl for me
can't you see
how happy we could beeeeeee

picture you upon my knee
just tea for two
and two for tea
just me for you
and you for me alone

nobody near us to see us or hear us
no friends or relations on weekend vacations
we won't have it known dear
that we own a telephone dear

day will break
and you'll awake
and start to bake
a sugar cake
for me to take
for all the boys to seeeeeeee

we will raise a family
a boy for you
a girl for me
can't you see
how happy we could beeeeeee


*ends*

*sets a pitcher of beer on the table and a tray of caviar*

Not a word Creote. wink

*pinkies in the lips and lets out a shrill whistles, then elbows Creote to get him to applaud the lady as well*

::Applauds::

C'mon, someone else get up on the stage! If you guys're lucky, I'll sing you my favorite song later. wink

*looks at Creote who shakes his head no in a very definite manner*

Oh my goodness...*smiles* Guys and Dolls. Fantastic staged show. biggrin

I have one more for you guys tonight before I call it an evening, and this is my favorite song. The Andrews Sisters immortalized it, and there's only one of me, so I hope you can bear with my rendition.

He was a famous trumpet man
From out Chicago way
He had a boogie style
That no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up
And he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now
He's blowin' reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B

They made him blow a bugle
For his Uncle Sam
It really brought him down
Because he could not jam
The Captain seemed to understand
Because the next day the Cap'
Went out and drafted a band
And now the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-toot a-toot
A-toot diddle-ee-ada-toot
He blows it eight to the bar
In boogie rhythm
He can't blow a note
Unless the bass and guitar
Is playin' with 'im

And the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B

He was some boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he plays boogie-woogie bugle
He's was busy as a bzzy bee
And when he plays he makes the company jump
Eight to the bar
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B

Aaaa-Toot diddle-ee-ada-toot-diddle-ee-ada
Toot toot he blows it eight to the bar

He can't blow a note
If the bass and guitar
Isn't with 'im

A-and the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B

He puts the boys to sleep
With boogie every night
And wakes them up the same way
In the early bright
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
Because they know how he goes
When someone gives him a beat
Whoo-whoo
He breaks it up
When he plays reveille
The boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-toot A-toot
A-toot diddle-ee-ada-toot-diddle-ee-ada
to-boot blee blah
Blows eight to the bar
Yeah, can't blow a note if the bass and guitar,
it's whoo-wham, bam!

A-and the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B