Sunday, February 04, 2007

Another Verse, Same as the First

The problem with having parents with liberal arts degrees is that you're exposed to niggling liberal artsy-fartsy things like literature, music, or history. Consequently, whenever you hear something on the "news" you get this creepy feeling that people are meandering down a well trodden path.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry
Henry the eighth I am

Second verse same as the first

I'm Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry
Henry the eighth I am

-Abdul al-Hazred

8:42 PM  
Blogger rachel said...

I used to looooove that song. I love that you included the shouted parts (Hen-ery) (no Sam!)

2:30 PM  

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