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Many know how to play and new players are always welcome, they isn't rules as such just post a song lyric that follows on from the previous one.
Feel free to have a natter along the way, artist is optional although helpful if a little obscure all I ask is you play nice Xx
The first poster has free choice for an opening song lyric of this 'new' thread.
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.When the sun doesn't shine and it's cloudy and gray
And it's only the beginning of the wombling day
And you've got to do the washing up for Madame Cholet
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember (member, member, member)
Remember you're a Womble
(Remember you're a Womble)
Remember you're a Womble
(Remember you're a Womble)
Remember you're a Womble
(Remember you're a Womble)
Remember you're a Womble
(Remember you're a Womble)
Remember, member, member, what a Womble, Womble, Womble you are...
Batt, performed by The Wombles
We're so incredibly utterly devious
Making the most of everything
Even bottles and tins
Pick up the pieces and make them into something new
Is what we do
Underground, overground, wombling free
The wombles of Wimbledon Common are we
Making good use of the things that we find
Things that the everyday folks leave behind
The Wombles again
Oh, I love trash
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash
If you really want to see something trashy look at this
I have here a sneaker that's tattered and worn
It's all full of holes and the laces are torn
A gift from my mother the day I was born
I love it because it's trash
Sesame Street Song
I remember Paris in '49
The Champs-Élysées, Saint Michelle and old Beaujolais wine
And I recall that you were mine
In those Parisienne days
Looking back at the photographs
Those summer days spent outside corner cafes
Oh, I could write you paragraphs
About my old Parisienne days
Gary Moore, with vocal by Phil Lynott
Love cannot be love without le singing
A string, a clarinet, a saxophone
Take a lesson from this old Parisienne
And the finest entertainment she has known
Folies Bergère
Oh, what a showing of color, costume and dancing
Not a moment in life could be more entrancing
Than an evening you spend aux Folies Bergère
Judi Dench
Conversation is tough because you're totally
Walking around all the stuff you wanna say to me
Words are never enough
Oh, baby, baby, you turn my dust to gold
I can't speak French
So I'll let the funky music do the talking talking
Now oh
I can't speak French
So I'll let the funky music do the talking
Girls Aloud
Hey, Once I was a boogie singer playin' in a Rock and Roll Band
I never had no problems, yeah
Burnin' down one night stands
And everything around me, yeah
Got to stop to feelin' so low And I decided quickly (Yes I did)
To disco down and check out the show
Yeah, they was dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white
Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die
Oh ya, ya
Vanilla Ice & others
People talk about me baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry, baby, don't worry
'Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
'Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
Steve Miller Band
Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a blowtorch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning
So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep
Ok
It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one-way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Soul Asylum