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Champagne on the Plane
02:30
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Mama! Let's have champagne on the plane!
There's no whiskey on a train, but there's champagne on the plane!
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Dapper Dinghy
01:46
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Luncheonette
01:04
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Zip-zip-a-zip-zip!
Doobie-doobie doobie doobie!
Wack-a-doo-doo-doo!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! YEH YEH!
BOING!
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Marinara Honeymoon
02:08
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MARINARA HONEYMOON
If we went to Italy and you were my bride
We would honeymoon, we would, and oh! what a ride!
Think of all the fun we'd have if I was your groom, zoom zoom!
Racing up and down the alps and down to the sea
Sipping amaretto, oh! the calamari!
Walking under Tuscan sun to woo in a shady glade!
Why don't we sail for a lifetime of love and pasta?
Yes, you and I, we will never, ever say BASTA!
Why should we wait 'cause the sauce is already ready, baby!
You be bride and I be groom,
Our Marinara Honeymoon!
If we went to Italy with you at my side
We would honeymoon, we would, and love would abide
Think of all the food we'd, eat, each meal a treat, so neat!
Jumping in the deep blue sea and sunning 'til noon
Then I'd sing a song of love and baby, you'd swoon
Wondering how the two of us could be so happy, so soon!
Why don't we sail for a lifetime of love and pasta?
Yes, you and I, we will never, ever say BASTA!
Why should we wait 'cause the sauce is already ready, baby!
You be bride and I be groom,
Our Marinara Honey, marry me my honey
And we'll go on a Marinara Honeymoon!
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Sarah and Christine
02:13
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LAVA LOVE a/k/a I'VE GOT A LAVA LOVE FOR YOU!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
The volcano's about to blow!
We strolled a while
You held my hand
I promised we'd romp on Capri
We'd frolic in the warmth of the south of France
Then you sat upon my knee
So I proposed
And off you ran
To that frozen isle of Iceland
Of all the hotspots,
why'd you pick
To hide away in frozen Reykjavik?
It stands to reason
The season's pleasin'
When there are blue skies up above
That's the summer of love
I've got a lava love for you!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
The volcano's about to blow!
Don't you care?
Thar's a Frigidaire!
Your derriere will freeze, if you please!
You'll feast upon the blubber of a whale by day
And in the eve, you'll wait for me
So I propose to win your hand
I'll melt the ice off old Iceland!
My lava bubbles hot and quick
I'll melt your heart and frozen Reykjavik
It stands to reason
The season's pleasin'
When there are blue skies up above
That's the summer of love
I've got a lava love for you!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
The volcano's about to blow!
Lyrics: Richard Kuslan (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved.
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9. |
Phodly (short version)
02:30
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10. |
Richie's Romp
02:51
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Madame DeFarge
02:52
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MADAME DEFARGE
She used to like to sit up in her rocking chair
With her needlework, take the morning air
And chat with the pepper pots as the prisoners passed
And they'd laugh, they'd laugh, they'd laugh!
With the thread of a ball of yarn as big as a Prince's head
She inscribed the names in silk of the condemned to be dead
To hang as a Tuileries tapestry to make one and all aghast
And they'd laugh, they'd laugh, they'd laugh!
Madame DeFarge was a one-woman court
This one lives, that one dies!
That'll cut 'em down to size!"
So she worked her tricotage
Quel drôle sport!
She used to like to get a good view of the guillotine
How otherwise to enjoy the scene?
Doing her duty faithfully for the teeming mass
And they'd laugh, they'd laugh, they'd laugh!
At the spectacle of slicings right on the hour of four
Heads would roll, she'd call out for more
Her blanket wasn't finished, nor yet the ruling class
And they'd laugh, they'd laugh, they'd laugh!
Madame DeFarge was a one-woman court
"This one lives, that one dies!
That'll cut 'em down to size!"
So she worked her tricotage
Quel drôle sport!
Vive le grey poupon!
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The Old Sneakeroo
03:16
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Do This, Do That
01:45
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Do this, do that!
Please.
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Penguin Parade
02:20
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15. |
The Hay-ho Song
00:59
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Hay HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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Richie Kaye Houston, Texas
www.richiekaye.com
Richie Kaye is a musical performer who has worked on television, on the live
stage, in theaters, museums and clubs and in the subway. Now based in Houston, Texas, he's performed in the U.S. and Asia.
Prior recorded work includes Whinin' and Complainin': Classic Nashville Out-of-Love Songs, The Last Whoop-dee-doo, Richie Kaye's Music & Mirth and Fire and Fall Back
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