PastaJoe

I was working in the lab, late one night When my eyes beheld an eerie sight For my monster from his slab, began to rise And suddenly to my surprise He did the mash, he did the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash He did the mash, it caught on in a flash He did the mash, he did the monster mash

In violent times You shouldn't have to sell your soul In black and white They really really ought to know Those one track minds That took you for a working boy Kiss them goodbye You shouldn't have to jump for joy You shouldn't have to shout for joy Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on

George, George, George of the jungleFriend to you and meAhhhWatch out for that treeWatch out for that (Ahhh) (Oooh) treeGeorge, George, George of the JungleFriend to you and me

Jungle BoogieJungle BoogieGet It OnJungle BoogieJungle BoogieGet It OnJungle BoogieJungle BoogieJungle BoogieGet Down With The BoogieJungle Boogie(Come & Shake It Around)

You can tell the world you never was my girl You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been And laugh and joke about me on the phone You can tell my arms go back to the farm You can tell my feet to hit the floor Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips They won't be reaching out for you no more But don't tell my heart My achy breaky heart I just don't think he'd understand And if you tell my heart My achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man

Talkin' to myself and feelin' oldSometimes I'd like to quitNothin' ever seems to fitHangin' aroundNothin' to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down

Well, I did not think the girlCould be so cruelAnd I'm never going backTo my old school

The baby’s irradiated blood will be the cure to the dead reanimating, or a vaccine against their bites making people sick. Thus everyone will be trying to get the baby.

The offense showed who they are; the not ready for prime time players.

To be fair you have to give credit to the Pats D for pressuring the Bills into mistakes.

Josh is not ready for prime time against a good team.

Well long, tall Sally She's built for speed, she got Everything that Uncle John need, oh baby Yeah baby, woo baby Havin' me some fun tonight, yeah Well, I saw Uncle John with long tall Sally He saw Aunt Mary comin' and he ducked back in the alley oh baby Yeah baby, woo baby Havin' me some fun tonight, yeah, ow

Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shiningShine on the one that's gone and proved untrueBlue moon of Kentucky keep on shiningShine on the one that's gone and left me blue

Thanks to Daboll and his cutesy play calling like this is a video game.

Daboll and Allen make some bad decisions when they don’t need to.

They’re determined to get Allen hurt with these called runs. Just give it to Gore!

How about just giving it to Gore for awhile.

Give me just a little more timeAnd our love will surely growBaby please babyBaby please baby

I heard you on the wireless back in fifty two Lying awake intent at tuning in on you If I was young it didn't stop you coming through Oh, a, oh They took the credit for your second symphony Rewritten by machine on new technology And now I understand the problems you can see Oh, a, oh I met your children Oh a oh What did you tell them? Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Pictures came and broke your heart Oh, a, a, a, oh

Well you're built like a car You've got a hubcap diamond star halo You're built like a car, oh yeah Well you're an untamed youth That's the truth with your cloak full of eagles You're dirty sweet and you're my girl Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on

Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon Really couldn't get away too soon I can't imagine anything that's better The world is ours whenever we're together There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of Groovin', down a crowded avenue Doin' anything we like to do

Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondance With the stars up above in your eyes A fantabulous night to make romance 'Neath the cover of October skies And all the leaves on the trees are falling To the sound of the breezes that blow And I'm trying to please to the calling Of your heart-strings that play soft and low And all the night's magic seems to whisper and hush And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love Can I just make some more romance with you, my love

We can dance if we want to, we've got all your life and mine As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it Everything'll work out right I say, we can dance if we want to we can leave your friends behind Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance Well they're are no friends of mine I say we can dance, we can dance everything out of control We can dance, we can dance we're doing it wall to wall We can dance, we can dance everybody look at your hands We can dance, we can dance everybody's takin' the chance Oh well the safety dance Ah yes the safety dance

I went up to this girl, she said, "Hi, my name is Sheena"I thought she'd be good to go with a little Funky Cold MedinaShe said, "I'd like a drink, " I said, "Ehm - ok, I'll go get it"Then a couple sips she cold licked her lips, and I knew that she was with itSo I took her to my crib, and everything went well as plannedBut when she got undressed, it was a big old mess, Sheena was a manSo I threw him out, I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer wienerYou must be sure that the girl is pure for the Funky Cold Medina