Famous quotes by Rat Pack:

"The Tribute to Frank, Sammy, Joey & Dean,"

"It might have been fun."

"She was the first woman I ever saw naked; she just happened to be the most famous person on the planet."

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Rat Pack - Sick Of It All
• Rat Pack - Bones Brigade
• When Your Lover Has Gone - Rat Pack
• What Kind Of Fool Am I - Rat Pack
• Too Marvelous for Words - Rat Pack
• The Lady Is A Tramp - Rat Pack
• She's Funny That Way - Rat Pack
• Goody Goody - Rat Pack
• Embraceable You - Rat Pack
• Chicago - Rat Pack
• Birth of the Blues - Rat Pack
• All The Way - Rat Pack
• You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves You - Rat Pack
• Sam's Song - Rat Pack
• Please Be Kind - Rat Pack
• Pennies From Heaven - Rat Pack
• Out Of This World - Rat Pack
• Nancy - Rat Pack
• Mr. Bojangles - Rat Pack
• I Left my Heart in San Francisco - Rat Pack
• I Can't Give You Anything But Love - Rat Pack
• Hey There - Rat Pack
• Me And My Shadow (Live At The Villa Venice Night Club, Chicago, 1962) - Rat Pack
• Rat Pack - Rat Pack
• Where Or When - Rat Pack
• Rat Pack - Helltrain

You wanna jump me in the pack
Rat Pack, rat pack
My crew has got my back
Rat pack, rat pack
Been through this shit before
Rat pack, rat pack
Now you've got a fucking war
Rat pack, rat pack
I got my pride, glory's on my side
I got my pride, glory's on my side
See you alone you start to run
Rat pack, rat pack
Take your chances one on one
Rat pack, rat pack
I got my pride, glory's on my side

as I grow up a group of fiends are all I need
and 7 piles of wood so I can succeed
so no more cold stares, enough bad vibes
let's see some smiling faces, it's good to be alive
rat pack, we can be one!
rat pack, having fun!
rat pack, a scene wide crew!
rat pack, for me and you!
rat pack, so more tudes!
rat pack, we're brothers dude!
rat pack, it's been a while!
rat pack, since I've seen you smile!
this isn't society, this is me not a thought put in my head but something I believe
that we can all be one by a sacret bond
skating without heart you'll never progress
living without passion you'll only regress
so grab your board and sing with me
gleam the fuckin' cube if you want to be free!
skating in a tight line, let's drink some cokes and have a good time
kick in windows and busting heads
fuck with us and you'll be dead
it's time the good times had begun

What good is the scheming, the planning and dreaming
That comes with each new love affair
The dreams that we cherish, so often might perish
And leaves you with castles in air
When you're alone, who cares for starlit skies
When you're alone, the magic moonlight dies
At break of dawn, there is no sunrise
When your lover has gone
What lonely hours, the evening shadows bring
What lonely hours, with memories lingering
Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything

What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love?
It seems that I'm the only one I have been thinking of.
What kind of man is this? An empty shell, a lonely cell
In which an empty heart must dwell?
What kind of lips are these that lied with every kiss?
That whispered empty words of love that left me alone
like this?
Why can't I fall in love like any other man?
And maybe then I'll know what kind of fool I am.
What kind of clown am I? What do I know of life?
Why can't I cast away the mask of play and live my life?
Why can't I fall in love, till I don't give a damn?

just too marvelous, too marvelous for words
Like "glorious", "glamorous" and that old standby
"amorous".
It's all too wonderful, I'll never find the words
That say enough, tell enough, I mean they just aren't
swell enough.
You're much too much, and just too "very, very"
To ever be in Webster's Dictionary.
And so I'm borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that you're marvelous - too marvelous for
words.
(Musical interlude)
You're much - you're too much - and just too "very, very"
To ever be, to ever be in Webster's Dictionary.
And so I'm borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that you're marvelous;
Tell you that you're marvelous;

Frank:
How come we wear pants and we wear leotards?
Dean:
I don't know.
She gets hungry, for dinner at eight
She loves the theater, but doesnt come late
Shed never bother, with people shed hate
Thats why the lady is a tramp
Doesnt like crap games, with barons and earls
Wont go to harlem, in ermine and pearls
Wont dish the dirt, with the rest of those girls
Thats why the lady is a tramp
She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
Shes broke, but its ok
She hates california, its cold and its damp
Thats why the lady is a tramp
Doesnt like dice games, with sharpies and frauds
Wont go to harlem, in lincolns or fords
Wont dish the dirt, with the rest of those broads

I'm not much to look at, I'm nothing to see
I'm just glad I'm living, lucky to be
I've got a woman who's crazy 'bout me
She's funny that way
I can't save a dollar, I ain't worth a cent
She doesn't holler, she'd live in a tent
I've got a woman, crazy 'bout me
She's funny that way
Though she loves to work and slave for me every day
She'd be so much better off if I went away
But why should I leave her?, Why should I go?
She'd be unhappy without me I know
I've got a woman who's crazy 'bout me

So you met someone who set you back on your heals -
goody, goody
You met someone and now you know how it feels - goody,
goody
You gave him your heart too
Just as I gave mine to you
And he broke it in little pieces
Now how do you do
You lie awake just singing the blues all night - goody,
goody
And you think that loves a barrel of dynamite
Hooray and hallelujah
You had it coming to ya
Goody goody for him, goody goody for me
I hope your satisfied you rascal you

Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you
Embrace me, you irreplaceable you
Just one look at you
My heart grew tipsy in me
You and you alone
Bring out the gypsy in me
I love all the many charms about you
Above all, I want these arms about you
Dont be a naughty baby
Come to papa, come to papa do
My sweet embraceable you
I love all the many charms about you
Above all, I want my arms about you
So dont you be, a naughty baby
Come to papa do

Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I'll show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you'll lose the blues in Chicago
The town that Billy's Sunday could not shut down
On State Street that great street I just want to say
They do things that they don't do on Broadway - say
They have the time the time of their life
I say a man and he danced with his wife

Oh, they say some people long ago
Were searching for a diff'rent tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
'Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news

When somebody loves you
It's no good unless he loves you - all the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you - all the way
Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue see is
That's how deep it goes - if its real
When somebody needs you
It's no good unless he needs you - all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the in between years - come what may
Who know where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you - all the way, all the

You're nobody till somebody loves you
You're nobody till somebody cares
You might be king, you might possess, the world and its
gold
But gold won't bring you happiness, when you're growing
The world still is the same
You'll never change it
As sure as the stars shine above
You're nobody till somebody loves you

Here's a happy tune DM) A happy tune
FS) You'll love to croon DM) You love to croon
FS) They call it Dean's song DM) Hey, you don't seem to
understand
FS) Catchy as can be DM) I must agree
FS) The melody DM) The melody
FS) They call it Dean's song DM)Looks like I'm gonna
have to explain this
thing DM) You don't dig this scene DM) I'm saying,
Dean, the song is Sam's
song FS) Sam, you're just a ham DM) But Dean here's the
scam
DM) The song was named after Sam
FS) Sam who? DM) Sam Houston FS) Oh
FS) May I say with pride where I reside
FS) They call it Dean's song DM) And that's quite a
group you have going for
FS) There's no bigger choir that you could hire for
singing Dean's song
DM) They make the Mormon Tabernacle sound like a trio
FS) Sam it's plain to see that you're put out with me
DM) Well I'm not just singing along
FS) Tell you what I'll do since I'm with you
FS) We'll call it Clyde's song DM) Clyde's song?
FS) Here's a happy tune
DM) Its a sweet melody and I'm happy to say it was
named after me but he's
calling it FS) Clyde's song FS) Catchy as can be
DM) No I don't like to beef and I'm sorry to say the
man is a thief 'cause
he's calling it
FS) Clyde's song FS) Nothing on your mind
DM) There's a lot on my mind and I'm standing here
saying you're being
unkind 'cause you're calling it
FS) Clyde's song
DM) My Italian friend we have reached the end
FS) We don't seem to blend
FS) Sam, let's compromise
DM) Oh, I hear what you say but by that do you mean
that you'll do it your
way and call it
FS) Sam's song
DM) Did he say Sam's song?
B) Let's give the ending a rhyme

This is my first affair - please be kind
Handle my heart with care - please be kind
This is all so grand
My dreams are on parade
If you'll just understand
They'll never, never fade
So tell me your love's sincere - please be kind
Tell me I needn't fear - please be kind
'Cause if you leave me dear, I know my heart - will lose
its mind

Every time it rains
Pennies from heaven
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven
You'll find your fortune falling
All over town
Be sure that your umbrella
Is upside down
Trade them for a package of
Sunshine and flowers
And if you want the things you love
You must have showers
So, when you hear it thunder
Don't run under a tree
They'll be pennies from heaven

You're clear out of this world when I'm looking at you
I hear out of this world, the music that no mortal ever
knew.
You're right out of a book,
A fairy tale I read when I was so high.
No armored knight out of a book
Was more enchanted by a Lorelei than I,
After waiting so long for the right time,
After reaching so long for a star,
All at once, from the long and lonely night time
And despite time, here you are.
I'd cry out of this world, if you said you were through.
So let me fly out of this world

If I don't see her each day, I miss her
Gee what a thrill, each time I kiss her
Believe me, I've got a case
On Nancy, with the laughing face
She takes the winter and makes it summer
And summer could take some lessons from her
Picture a tomboy in lace
That's Nancy with the laughing face
Have you ever heard mission bells ringing
Well she'll give you the very same glow
When she speaks you would think it was singing
Just hear her say hello
I swear to goodness, you can't resist her
She's mighty sweet, and wait till you see her sister
No angel could replace

I knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he lightly
touched down.
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
so down and out.
He looked at me to be the eyes of age,
as he spoke right out.
He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed,
clicked heels instead.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died, dog up and died, after twentyyears
he still grieved.
He said, I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head and as he shook his head I heard
someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay,
The glory that was Rome is just another day,
I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan,
I'm going home to my city by the bay.
[Chorus:]
I left my heart in San Francisco, high on a hill it calls
to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars.
The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care.
My love waits there in San Francisco, above the blue and
windy sea,
When I come home to you, San Francisco, your golden sun

I can't give you anything but love, baby,
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby.
Dream awhile, scheme awhile, we're here to find
Happiness and I guess, all those things you've always
pined for.
Gee, I'd like to see you looking swell, baby,
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby.
Till that lucky day you know darn well, baby,

Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes,
Love never made a fool of you, you used to be so wise.
Hey there, you in the flying cloud,
Though she won't throw a crumb to you,
You think someday she'll come to you..
Better forget her.
Her with her nose in the air,
She has you dancing on a string,
Break it and she won't care.
Won't you take this advice I hand you like a brother,
Or are you not seeing things too clear,
Have you too much to hear,

Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall
Like the seashore clings to the sea
Like you'll never get rid of your shadow
Frank, you'll never get rid of me
Let all the others fight and fuss
Whatever happens, we've got us.
We're closer than pages that stick in a book
We're closer than ripples that play in a brook
Strolling down the avenue
Wherever you find him, you'll find me, just look
Closer than a miser or the bloodhound's to Liza
We're closer than smog when it clings to L.A.
We're closer than Bobby is to J.F.K.
Not a soul can bust this team in two
We stick together like glue
And when it's sleeping time
That's when we rise
We start to swing
Swing to the skies
Our clocks don't chime
What a surprise
They ring-a-ding-ding!
Happy New Year!
And now to repeat what I said at the start
They'll need a large crowbar to break us apart
We're alone but far from blue
Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar
We'll make all the late spots, and then a few more
We'll wind up at Jilly's right after Toots Shor
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
(It's gonna be a party!)
For my shadow and me!
Say Frank?
What is it, Sam?
Do me a favor?
What do you want, now?
Would you mind taking it, just one more time?
From the top?
No! From the ending!
Wonderful!
And while we are swinging, to mention a few
We'll drop in at Danny's, The Little Club too
But wind up at Jilly's, whatever we do
Life is gonna be we-wow-whee!
(Wow!)
For my shadow and me!
Frank?
Oh, forget it Sam.

I knew a man Bojangles
And he danced for you
In worn out shoes
With silver hair, a ragged shirt
And baggy pants, the old soft shoe
He jumped so high,
He jumped so high,
Then he lightly touched down
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles, dance!
I met him in a cell in New Orleans,
I was down and out
He looked to be the eyes of age as spoke right out
He talked of life,
He talked of life,
He laughed, slapped his leg a step
He said his name, Bojangles,
Then he danced a lick across the cell
He grabbed pants of better stants,
Then he jumped up high, he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh,
He let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles, dance!
La-dee da da...
Hum-um-um...
Dee-dah-dah-dah
He danced for those at minstrel shows
And county fairs throughout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years
How his dog and he traveled about
His dog up and died, up and died,
After 20 years he still grieved
He said I dance now at ev'ry chance
In honky tonks for drinks and tips
But most of the time
I spend behind these county bars
He said 'I drinks a bit'
He shook his head
And as he shook his head
I heard someone ask "Please!"
"Please!"
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles, dance!
La-dee da da...
Hum-um-um...
Dee-dah-dah-dah