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Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over-bored and self-assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With...

"Come on people now, smile on your brother and everybody get together, try to love one another right now" When I was an alien, cultures weren't opinions Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm here Gotta find a way - a better way ...

Berlin Irving Miscellaneous Virginia Lou (20 Mar 1911) [1st verse:] I'm writing her a letter To Virginia where I met her And believe me I'll feel better When she knows I'm coming home My heart will cease it's aching If God grants tomo...

Berlin Irving Miscellaneous Apple Tree And The Bumble Bee, The (7 Mar 1913) [1st verse:] One night in June when the silv'ry moon Shone down in all its glories Said a bumble bee, to an apple tree "Let's tell each other stories 'Twill b...

Berlin Irving Miscellaneous When You Play That Piano, Bill! (16 Mar 1910) [1st verse:] Said Miss Eliza Johnson to William Brown "Up to my home you I invite Call around some Sunday night I'd love to have you play my piano upright" Said Mis...

Berlin Irving Miscellaneous That Monkey Tune (25 Mar 1911) [1st verse:] Down in a sunny jungle town Where the monkeys run around Lived a crazy little monkey who loved to sing A chimpanzee in a cocoanutty tree Heard his nutty melody, she Fell in love ...

Berlin Irving Miscellaneous When I'm Alone I'm Lonesome (25 Mar 1911) [1st verse:] I feel blue, lonesome too Just because I'm all alone I confess lonesomeness Seems to be the only friend I own No one cares to hear my woes Friendless like ...

Berlin Irving Miscellaneous Whistling Rag, The (31 Mar 1911) [1st verse:] Alexander Johnson had a music ear He could whistle any tune he'd ever hear Couldn't sing or hum, he was good as dumb When it came to singing, but you bet he could whist...

Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers Till I talked to your daddy, he say He said you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin Then you're sure to be a changin' your ways I met a cheerleader, was a real y...

Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low Coincidental murder, with nothing to show When the judge's constipation go to his head And his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my frie...