General Chat

Brandy taking effect.....hic............Thanks for the fun tonight...I am off on the Fort William to Euston Sleeper tomorrow night to see the family in Salisbury.............Back on Wednesday............Keep my seat warm................

We need to keep our brains working, and this thread is certainly testing our memories. ;-))

Thinks I should be doing intelligent things on this.............It does stop me nagging him so he is not really complaining...........

Sandra Your husband sounds a bit like mine!! ;-))

Thanks for those sites..........Silly old twit.........says my husband........huh..........

Maz, thanks for that site I have been using http://www.whirligig-tv*co*uk/radio/childrensfav.htm Christine, I agree about Billy Fury, he was just gorgeous ;-))

just found this excellent site www*lyricsplayground*com Maz. XX

Used to love this on Junior Choice at the weekends ..... THREE WHEELS ON MY WAGON (Burt Bacharach / Bob Hilliard) The New Christy Minstrels Three wheels on my wagon, And I’m still rolling along The Cherokees are chasing me Arrows fly, right on by But I’m singing a happy song I’m singing a higgity, haggity, hoggety, high Pioneers, they never say die A mile up the road there’s a hidden cave And we can watch those Cherokees Go galloping by SPOKEN: “George, they’re catching up to us!” “Get back in the wagon woman!” Two wheels on my wagon, And I’m still rolling along Them Cherokees are after me Flaming spears, burn my ears But I’m singing a happy song I’m singing a higgity, haggity hoggety, high Pioneers, they never say die Half a mile up the road there’s a hidden cave And we can watch those Cherokees Go galloping by SPOKEN: “Duh, Paw? Are you sure this is the right road?” “Will you hush up? You and your maps!” One wheel on my wagon, And I’m still rolling along Them Cherokees after me I’m all in flames, at the reins But I’m singing a happy song I’m singing a higgity, haggity hoggety, high Pioneers, they never say die Right around that turn there’s a hidden cave And we can watch those Cherokees Go galloping by SPOKEN: “George? Should I get the bag of beads and trinkets?” “Woman, I know what I’m doing!” No wheels on my wagon, So I’m not rolling along The Cherokees captured me They look mad, things look bad But I’m singing a happy song SPOKEN: “C’mon all you Cherokees sing along with me!” Higgity, haggity hoggety, high

Remember Billy Fury ,Halfway to paradise ?

Didn't he do 'sealed with a Kiss' ?

Christine I think he did according to the web he did Itsy Bitsy teeny weeny yellow Polka dot Bikini Seven Little Girls sitting in the back seat The Bump Hot, Hot, Hot Laughing Policeman, Back to the Rhythm, Gulf Aid Huggin an' a Kissin

sad..........

Well done Christine Sandra, I am such a sad individual I actually have a book of one hit wonders somewhere ;-))

Oh dear, sorry Sandra, I have just seen that Timmy Mallet made it, but I remember it first time round ;-((

Can't remember the singer at all, must have been a one hit wonder............Don't start another thread on that one..................

I'm not that old.........................

Sandra, they used to do it at the annual gang show, wonder how many people remember them? ;-))

I've got that one on tape in my car..........Lots of 'dooby doo's' in it.....Name on the tip of my tongue............

Does anyone remember one that had the phrase 'sitting in the back seat, hugging and a kissing with Fred' the chorus was Keep your eyes on your driving, keep your hands on the wheel ;-))

Sandra I like that one as well, so here it is ERNIE (THE FASTEST MILKMAN IN THE WEST) (Benny Hill) Benny Hill - 1971 You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground, And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round. And he galloped into market street, his badge upon his chest, His name was Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west. Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue, She lived all alone in Liddley Lane at number 22. They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic, But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week. They called him Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west. She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, 'All right, sweetheart,' And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart. He said, 'D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best,' She says, 'Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest.' That tickled old Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west. Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man, Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van. He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread, And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head. She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, 'If you treat me right, You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night.' He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way, And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day. Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west. One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door, It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four. And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course, And he went across to Ernie's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse. Whose name was Trigger, (Triggerrrrrrrr) And he pulled the fastest milk cart in the west. Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold top in his hand, He said, 'If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man.' 'Oh why don't we play cards for her?' he sneeringly replied, 'And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side.' Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun, They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun. But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned, And a strawberry-flavoured yogurt sent it spinning from his hand. Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart, And Ernie, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart. And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust, Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust. Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west. Ernie was only 52, he didn't wanna die, And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky. Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned, And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land. But a woman's needs are many fold and soon she married Ted, But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed. Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate? Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate? They won't forget Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.