From: T P Uschanov Newsgroups: rec.music.rock-pop-r+b.1950s,rec.games.trivia,rec.music.rock-pop-r+b.1960s Subject: GOLDEN OLDIES LYRICS QUIZ #102 (GOLQ102) Date: Thu, 12 Dec 1996 21:52:31 -0800 Organization: University of Helsinki Message-ID: <32B0EF1F.4AF4@cc.helsinki.fi> Reply-To: tuschano@cc.helsinki.fi Owing to many requests (and complaints about the hardness of my quizzes), I have at last put together a quiz with a major theme. All 27 songs are connected to it, and if you detect it, it'll make this quiz a lot easier! There has been no change to the general rules (except that instead of alt.rock-n-roll.oldies, the GOLQs are now posted to rec.music.rock-pop-r+b.1950s and rec.music.rock-pop-r+b.1960s). As with GOLQ101, owing to the holiday season, you have a week more than usual to send in your entry. Answers must be received by 5:00 PM ET on Tuesday, January 7, 1997. Try to e-mail early since I don't know how long it takes to get here. E-mail (DO NOT POST) answers to: tuschano@cc.helsinki.fi -- once again let me emphasise the fact that your entries are supposed to reach only me, so if you see this in a newsgroup or other public forum, please don't do anything you're not sure about. I will acknowledge receipt of entries via e-mail. ________________________________________________________________________ Golden Oldies Lyrics Quiz #102 Songs #01-25 were from 1955 through 1969 Due 5:00 PM ET, Tuesday, January 7, 1997 ________________________________________________________________________ Gee whiz, have you seen my girl? Gee whiz, she's out of this world She's got lips so sweet, candy red Honey bees run all around her head #01) Drinking all night Got into a fight Well, I feel so broke up I want to go home #02) Semolina pilchards climbing up the Eiffel Tower Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe #03) I smelled something cookin' and I looked to see That's when I found out they was cookin' me #04) We ate and ate at a hot dog stand We danced around to a rockin' band And when we quit I gave that girl a hug In the tunnel of love #05) She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink She said: "I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink" It smelled like turpentine and looked like India ink #06) Now, whenever I tell her: "I'm hungry, Now go and fix me something to eat" This girl rushes in the kitchen and fixes me a dinner With seven different kinds of meat #07) Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love that you laid on my table #08) The room was empty as I staggered from my bed I could not bear the image racing through my head You were so real that I could feel your eagerness And when you raised your lips for me to kiss #09) Aches in my head, there's bugs in my bed My pants are so old that they shine #10) At dinnertime we stopped and walked back to the house to eat And mama hollered out the back door: "Y'all remember to wipe your feet" #11) Walk right in, it's around the back Just a half a mile from the railroad track #12) That's all I had in my jeans at the time #13) Afro music gives me the creeps #14) Never use sugar in my coffee cup One of her kisses, ooh, sweet enough #15) Help a poor man build a pretty dream Give me pennies, I'll take anything #16) I never had me no money I never had me no money I never had me no money I ain't that kind of guy #17) I would buy one from you every day Just be sure you always come my way #18) I like to do just like the rest I like my sugar sweet But jumping queues and making haste It ain't my cup of meat #19) Kinda like sugar Kinda like spices Kinda like licorice, too #20) Girl, you got this need to know what I'm all about There's something that you dig you can't figure out #21) I'd rather eat my chili beans At Jim's or Jack's or John's or Jean's #22) I gave you love as sweet as honey My life, my soul and all my money You didn't seem to realise You had a home in paradise #23) I didn't put in a thumb I didn't pull out a plum I guess I'm not as great as he #24) Beatniks and politics, nothing is new A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view #25) Tie-breakers: Now they're staying up the chimney And we're living on caviar and honey (hooray!) 'Cause they're earning me lots of money Writing comedy prose for radio shows #T1) If you leave me, pretty baby I'll have bread without no meat #T2) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Please answer the following questions (append your answer to the line): Name(s) = E-mail address = Age(s) [will be published if answered] = Number of people (including you) who contributed to your answers = ------------------------------------------------------------------------ -- T P Uschanov