The air raid siren at the high school blew Every weekday, twelve o'clock noon Dinner time, people as if we didn't know I guess the city fathers liked
Baby, baby Open up your ears so you can hear me lady That sexy walk is driving me so crazy And I thinkin' later on that maybe baby That maybe we can get
Operator's voice: (Welcome to Sky Pager) (*sound of beeper going off, appears throughout song*) [Sir Mix A-Lot] (Operator's voice) Beepers ... Beepers
Whistle for Will, dear Nelson and Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me What's in a name I hold Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told
Sometimes I hear you out in the hall 'Cause sometimes you stumble, then you fall And sometimes you never come home at all Sometimes I hear you talking
[Hook:] My Bullets whistle like And Fly right pass ya dome My Bullets whistle like A Hundred shots a nigga gone My Bullets whistle like I got that Typewriter
Bring your offering?c?cside door, she's your ride Born to carry you to the other side I will know you when things don't quite add up Bring your parasol
Its been a long time since I?ve seen you Just like this face to face And I know I should have called you But I had another ghost to chase Should?ve read
Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum Dum dum dum dum dum dum, whistle in Remember the day, day Remember the night, night All day long, whistle in Remember the
I don't want no aggravation When my train has left the station If you're there or not I may not even know Have a round and remember Things we did that
Di-Di-Di-Di-Di-Digital Yo, I beat the case, now I face the acquittal You nizzles try to belittle, but ya'll less than spittle From a baby's lip, the
I have walked the greener pastures And I've made a lot of hay I've gone fast and even faster I've been lost and found my way Got a whole lot out of livin
Whistles and bells won't ever bring you love and happiness She's never gonna give her heart the way that I would give She's got you spinning round in
I SING OF A WHISTLE (Robert Burns) I sing of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of' a Whistle, the pride of the North, Was brought to the court of
Whistle O'er the Lave O't (Robert Burns) First when Maggie was my care, Heav'n, I thought, was in her air; Now we're married,
HAPGOOD: Woman of science? You're a fake! You really want your Cookies to take those waters! You'd like to soak in them yourself! FAY: All right. Yes
I see that gal comin' down the street all decked out in her dress so pink with her eyes so blue and her hair so gold she's whistlebait, she's the one
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, GO! Neighbors stare from windows above. Oh, what do they see? Oh, what do they know? Laughs we make, make their heads ache. With nothing