On 2023-01-08, Charlie Gibbs <cgi...@surfnaked.ca> wrote:
>
> To heck with it, let's just fall back on Allan Sherman's
> description of a dejected man from Mars searching for his
> girlfriend, who's...
>
>      Eight foot two, solid blue
>      Five transistors in each shoe
>      Has anybody seen my gal?
>
>      Lucite nose, rustproof toes
>      And when her antenna glows
>      She's the cutest Martian gal
>
>        You know she promised me, recently
>        She wouldn't stray
>        But came the dawn, she was gone
>        Eighteen billion miles away
>
>      Her steering wheel has sex appeal
>      Her evening gown is stainless steel
>      Has anybody seen my gal?
>
>
>      How I miss all the bliss
>      Of her sweet hydraulic kiss
>      Has anybody seen my gal?
>
>      Lovely shape, custom built
>      Squeeze her wrong and she says TILT
>      Has anybody seen my gal?
>
>        She does the cutest tricks with her six
>        Stereo ears
>        When she walks by, spacemen cry
>        'Specially when she shifts her gears
>
>      If she's found, run like mad
>      Put her on a launching pad
>      Down at Cape Can-av-er-al
>      And shoot me back my cutie
>      My supersonic beauty
>      Send me back my Martian gal

I don't remember that one. But I do remember:

 Hello Muddah, hello Faddah
 Here I am at Camp Grenada
 Camp is very entertaining
 And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining...

I don't why, but I get a kick out of that. I personally went to Wally
Moon's Baseball Camp in Covina when I was a kid. Didn't get much rain
there.  In fact, I recall it being quite hot and dusty.

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