The Rat Pack was a group of actors originally centered on Humphrey Bogart. In the mid-1960s it was the name used by the press and the general public to refer to a later variation of the group, after Bogart's death, that called itself "the summit" or "the clan," featuring Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, Jr., Peter Lawford, and Joey Bishop, who appeared together on stage and in films in the early-1960s, including the movie Ocean's 11. Sinatra, Martin and Davis were regarded as the group's lead members.
The name "The Rat Pack" was first used to refer to a group of friends in New York. Several explanations have been offered for the famous name over the years. According to one version, the group's original "Den Mother," Lauren Bacall, after seeing her husband (Bogart) and his friends return from a night in Las Vegas, said words to the effect of "You look like a goddamn rat pack." "Rat Pack" may also be a shortened version of "Holmby Hills Rat Pack", a reference to the home of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall which served as a regular hangout.
Francis Albert "Frank" Sinatra, /sɨˈnɑːtrə/, (December 12, 1915 – May 14, 1998) was an American singer and film actor.
Beginning his musical career in the swing era with Harry James and Tommy Dorsey, Sinatra became an unprecedentedly successful solo artist in the early to mid-1940s, after being signed to Columbia Records in 1943. Being the idol of the "bobby soxers", he released his first album, The Voice of Frank Sinatra in 1946. His professional career had stalled by the 1950s, but it was reborn in 1953 after he won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his performance in From Here to Eternity.
He signed with Capitol Records in 1953 and released several critically lauded albums (such as In the Wee Small Hours, Songs for Swingin' Lovers, Come Fly with Me, Only the Lonely and Nice 'n' Easy). Sinatra left Capitol to found his own record label, Reprise Records in 1961 (finding success with albums such as Ring-a-Ding-Ding!, Sinatra at the Sands and Francis Albert Sinatra & Antonio Carlos Jobim), toured internationally, was a founding member of the Rat Pack and fraternized with celebrities and statesmen, including John F. Kennedy. Sinatra turned 50 in 1965, recorded the retrospective September of My Years, starred in the Emmy-winning television special Frank Sinatra: A Man and His Music, and scored hits with "Strangers in the Night" and "My Way".
John William "Johnny" Carson (October 23, 1925 – January 23, 2005) was an American television host and comedian, known for thirty years as host of The Tonight Show Starring Johnny Carson (1962–1992). Carson received six Emmy Awards, the Governor Award, and a 1985 Peabody Award. He was inducted into the Television Academy Hall of Fame in 1987. Johnny Carson was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 1992 and received a Kennedy Center Honor in 1993.
Although his show was already successful by the end of the 1960s, during the 1970s Carson became an American icon and remained so until his retirement in 1992. He adopted a casual, conversational approach with extensive interaction with guests, an approach pioneered by Arthur Godfrey and previous Tonight Show hosts Steve Allen and Jack Paar. Late night hosts David Letterman, Jay Leno, Conan O'Brien, Craig Ferguson, and Jimmy Fallon have all cited Carson's influence on their late-night talk shows, which resemble his in format and tone.
Carson was born in Corning, Iowa, in the year 1925, to Homer Lloyd "Kit" Carson, a power company manager, and Ruth Hook Carson, who was of Irish descent. He grew up in the nearby towns of Avoca, Clarinda, and Red Oak in southwest Iowa before moving to Norfolk, Nebraska, at the age of eight. At the age of twelve, Carson found a book on magic at a friend's house and immediately purchased a mail-order magician's kit. He debuted as "The Great Carsoni" at fourteen and was paid $3; many other performances at local picnics and country fairs followed.
Rat Pack ao vivo em 1965 | Frank Sinatra Dean Martin Sammy Davis Jr no Frank Sinatra Spectacular
The Rat Pack,Dean Martin,Sammy Davis Jr & Frank Sinatra, Live And
Frank Sinatra Ft. Sammy Davis Jr, Dean Martin - THE RAT PACK THE VERY BEST
The Rat pack - birth of the blues live. Full comedic act and song
Rat Pack: Sammy Davis, Jr. Performing with Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Johnny Carson
The Rat Pack Part 2 Biography) A & E
Rat Pack Slammin Vinyl Old Skool The Sanctuary
biography of the rat pack part 3
Biography of The Rat Pack Part 4
Eee-O The Best of The Rat Pack
The Rat Pack Live From The Copa Room Sands Hotel 1963 Part 3
The Rat Pack Part 1
Ratpack - Searchin' for my rizla
The Ratpack - At The Old "Kiel Opera House" - 1965 - Last 15 Min. Of The Show
Plot
Hiram Stokley is a recently desased corpse who learns that he has 24 hours to mastermind and perform one good deed in order to get into Heaven, so he enlists the help of his long deceased girlfriend Cecily, a ghost, to stop his greedy lawyer, Reginald Ripper and his henchman J. Sinister Hulk from claiming his estate for themselves and protecting his eligible heirs, Chuck, Lili, Hiram's cousin Myrtle, and her son who brings his beach party friends up at the mansion for a pool party while Reginald Ripper also employs his daughter Sinistra, and J. Sinister Hulk's slow-witted associates Chicken Feather and Yolanda to help them terrorize the teens, while dopey biker Eric Von Zipper and his Malibu Rat Pack bikers also get involved in pursuing Yolanda for a share of the estate.
Keywords: beach-party, biker, bikini, bound-and-gagged, ghost, gorilla, haunted-house, independent-film, inheritance, last-will-and-testament
When a pretty ghoul trades in her bed sheet for a bikini!
There's something blood-curdling for everyone!
Plot
Hiram Stokley is a recently desased corpse who learns that he has 24 hours to mastermind and perform one good deed in order to get into Heaven, so he enlists the help of his long deceased girlfriend Cecily, a ghost, to stop his greedy lawyer, Reginald Ripper and his henchman J. Sinister Hulk from claiming his estate for themselves and protecting his eligible heirs, Chuck, Lili, Hiram's cousin Myrtle, and her son who brings his beach party friends up at the mansion for a pool party while Reginald Ripper also employs his daughter Sinistra, and J. Sinister Hulk's slow-witted associates Chicken Feather and Yolanda to help them terrorize the teens, while dopey biker Eric Von Zipper and his Malibu Rat Pack bikers also get involved in pursuing Yolanda for a share of the estate.
Keywords: beach-party, biker, bikini, bound-and-gagged, ghost, gorilla, haunted-house, independent-film, inheritance, last-will-and-testament
When a pretty ghoul trades in her bed sheet for a bikini!
There's something blood-curdling for everyone!
Plot
In the fourth of the highly successful Frankie and Annette beach party movies, a motorcycle gang led by Eric Von Zipper kidnaps singing star Sugar Kane managed by Bullets, who hires sky-diving surfers Steve and Bonnie from Big Drop for a publicity stunt. With the usual gang of kids and a mermaid named Lorelei.
Keywords: actor-shares-first-name-with-character, airplane, aquarium, beach-party, biker-gang, billiards, bound-and-gagged, breaking-the-fourth-wall, car-goes-over-a-cliff, character-turns-green
Any number can play...but it's better with just two!
It's the wettest, wildest game in town!
It's the game that separates the girls and the boys...into groups of two!
The beach party gang goes sky diving!
Eric Von Zipper: I come here to tell you that these beach bums is bums.
South Dakota Slim: Leave it to ol' Slim. I got ideas... and they're all vile, baby.
Eric Von Zipper: Stand aside, everyone. I take large steps.
Eric Von Zipper: Why me? Why me all the time?
Eric Von Zipper: I am my ideal. But YOU are my idol.
Eric Von Zipper: Eric Von Zipper adores you. And when Eric Von Zipper adores somebody, they stay adored.
Eric Von Zipper: Please, do not destroy my mood. Tonight, I even like you.::Bullets: [sarcasticly] Oh, perfect. I'll save the next dance for you.::Eric Von Zipper: I lead.
Bullets: I didn't catch your name, boy.::Frankie: I didn't throw it.::Bullets: That's pretty tacky.::Frankie: I didn't want us to have a language barrier.
Bonehead: Lorelei, do you know about the Birds and the Bees?::Lorelei: No.::Bonehead: Well, I better get out of here or you're going to find out.
Frankie: You know something? A kiss is worth more than a thousand words.::Dee Dee: Then why don't you stop talking?
Plot
Frankie, on naval-reserve duty in Tahiti, doesn't trust Dee Dee to stay faithful, so he hires Bwana, a witch doctor, to help. Bwana conjures up a floating bikini, "stuffs" it with Cassandra, and sends her to distract advertising executive Ricky from Dee Dee.
Keywords: acoustic-guitar, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, advertising, bachelor-pad, beach-party, bikini, billiards, bird, cheesecake, clumsiness
FOR BEGINNERS AND EXPERTS... an interesting course in THE BIRDS... THE BEES and BIKINIS
You gotta practice on a TAME one first!
Thrills and spills in the wildest motorcycle race ever run!
North Dakota Pete: Old Pete's got ideas... and those that ain't vile, are foul.
North Dakota Pete: When I was a kid in school, you know what I did to the little girls that sat in front of me?::Eric Von Zipper: Sure, let me guess, you used to take their pig-tails and stick them in the ink well.::North Dakota Pete: No. I used to stick the *whole girl* in the ink well.
Ricky: I have a simple theory - if you're not with the girl that you love, love the girl that you're with.
Ricky: Maybe that's why I like you so much... you don't tempt easy.
Dee Dee: Wanna buy a Brownie outfit, cheap?
Peachy Keane: Well, dear, we'll put this on the train to Atlanta and see if it whistles Dixie!
Dee Dee: Men! They're all beasts!::Animal: Yeah. But isn't it wonderful?
Cassandra: I'm from a long way off, and I'm here to have fun and keep you fellas happy!
Plot
In the fourth of the highly successful Frankie and Annette beach party movies, a motorcycle gang led by Eric Von Zipper kidnaps singing star Sugar Kane managed by Bullets, who hires sky-diving surfers Steve and Bonnie from Big Drop for a publicity stunt. With the usual gang of kids and a mermaid named Lorelei.
Keywords: actor-shares-first-name-with-character, airplane, aquarium, beach-party, biker-gang, billiards, bound-and-gagged, breaking-the-fourth-wall, car-goes-over-a-cliff, character-turns-green
Any number can play...but it's better with just two!
It's the wettest, wildest game in town!
It's the game that separates the girls and the boys...into groups of two!
The beach party gang goes sky diving!
Eric Von Zipper: I come here to tell you that these beach bums is bums.
South Dakota Slim: Leave it to ol' Slim. I got ideas... and they're all vile, baby.
Eric Von Zipper: Stand aside, everyone. I take large steps.
Eric Von Zipper: Why me? Why me all the time?
Eric Von Zipper: I am my ideal. But YOU are my idol.
Eric Von Zipper: Eric Von Zipper adores you. And when Eric Von Zipper adores somebody, they stay adored.
Eric Von Zipper: Please, do not destroy my mood. Tonight, I even like you.::Bullets: [sarcasticly] Oh, perfect. I'll save the next dance for you.::Eric Von Zipper: I lead.
Bullets: I didn't catch your name, boy.::Frankie: I didn't throw it.::Bullets: That's pretty tacky.::Frankie: I didn't want us to have a language barrier.
Bonehead: Lorelei, do you know about the Birds and the Bees?::Lorelei: No.::Bonehead: Well, I better get out of here or you're going to find out.
Frankie: You know something? A kiss is worth more than a thousand words.::Dee Dee: Then why don't you stop talking?
Plot
Frankie, on naval-reserve duty in Tahiti, doesn't trust Dee Dee to stay faithful, so he hires Bwana, a witch doctor, to help. Bwana conjures up a floating bikini, "stuffs" it with Cassandra, and sends her to distract advertising executive Ricky from Dee Dee.
Keywords: acoustic-guitar, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, advertising, bachelor-pad, beach-party, bikini, billiards, bird, cheesecake, clumsiness
FOR BEGINNERS AND EXPERTS... an interesting course in THE BIRDS... THE BEES and BIKINIS
You gotta practice on a TAME one first!
Thrills and spills in the wildest motorcycle race ever run!
North Dakota Pete: Old Pete's got ideas... and those that ain't vile, are foul.
North Dakota Pete: When I was a kid in school, you know what I did to the little girls that sat in front of me?::Eric Von Zipper: Sure, let me guess, you used to take their pig-tails and stick them in the ink well.::North Dakota Pete: No. I used to stick the *whole girl* in the ink well.
Ricky: I have a simple theory - if you're not with the girl that you love, love the girl that you're with.
Ricky: Maybe that's why I like you so much... you don't tempt easy.
Dee Dee: Wanna buy a Brownie outfit, cheap?
Peachy Keane: Well, dear, we'll put this on the train to Atlanta and see if it whistles Dixie!
Dee Dee: Men! They're all beasts!::Animal: Yeah. But isn't it wonderful?
Cassandra: I'm from a long way off, and I'm here to have fun and keep you fellas happy!
Plot
Millionaire Harvey Huntington Honeywagon III tries to prove to his colleague Vivian Clements that his chimp, Clyde, is more intelligent than American teenagers. Meanwhile Dee Dee is torn between Frankie and British recording star, the Potato Bug. Eric Von Zipper shows up to aid Harvey's anti-teen campaign. Big Drag shows up with others in a gag bit part.
Keywords: actor-playing-dual-role, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, artist, beach, beach-party, black-stockings, chase, cheesecake, chimpanzee, drag-racing
It's where every torso is more so, and bare-as-you-dare is the rule!
It's where the girls are BARE-ing... the guys are DAR-ing and the surf's RARE-ing to GO-GO-GO
Harvey Huntington Honeywagon III: Imagine... boys and girls sleeping on the beach side-by-side, unchaperoned. Now what kind of society is it that would allow such a thing?
Harvey Huntington Honeywagon III: Sir, I consider you a member of the lower classes.::Eric Von Zipper: Hey, that's right. How'd you know that I dropped out of school at the third grade?
Frankie: Baby, I think we associate with a very unstable group.
[about Harvey Huntington Honeywagon]::Frankie: Can you belive it? The nerve of that guy!::Johnny: Yeah, he looked like something out of the Twilight Zone.::Deadhead: Imagine, comparing us to monkeys.::Frankie: Deadhead, you may be the missing link.
[Eric Von Zipper's motorcycle once again runs away and crashes]::J.D.: You did it again, boss.::Eric Von Zipper: You stupid, fix it!::J.D.: [to another rat pack member] Hey, stupid! Fix it!
[after seeing the Potato Bug's tent]::Candy: Holy hot curls!
[Seeing that Eric von Zipper of the Malibu Rat Pack is frozen in motion]::Frankie: Hey you guys, the battle's over! Von Zipper's stoned again!
Plot
Gogo, a Martian teenager, is sent to Earth to prepare the way for an invasion. The first Earthling he meets, one Aunt Wendy, is a rich widow who runs a dress shop catering to teenagers. Her nephew, Big Lunk, is a volleyball-loving guy with little interest in romance, which causes frustration for his girlfriend Connie. Naturally, Gogo meets Connie and they fall in love. Meanwhile, Aunt Wendy's shady neighbor and his gang concoct a scheme to part Aunt Wendy from her cash. Also meanwhile, the local motorcycle gang wants revenge on the volleyball players for... getting footprints on their beach. Somehow all the subplots come together at the pajama party.
Keywords: alien, alien-technology, arm-wrestling, bathtub, beach-party, biker-gang, bikini, breaking-the-fourth-wall, con-man, convertible
The Party Picture That Takes Off Where The Others Pooped Out!
It's a sort of late... late show with a teen-age twist
When the Pajama Tops meet the Pajama Bottoms someone's gonna have a Fit!
Fleegle: What are we looking for?::J. Sinister Hulk: Look for anything suspicious!::Chief Rotten Eagle: The only thing suspicious is us!
Big Bang The Martian: [Talking about Go-Go the Martian to Socum] It's not that I don't like him, it's just I can't stand him!
Connie: [Talking about Go-Go the Martian] This kid is a kook!::Aunt Wendy: No, dear not a kook - a Martian.::Connie: A Martian!::Aunt Wendy: From Mars.::Connie: Both you birds belong in a clock.
Plot
Millionaire Harvey Huntington Honeywagon III tries to prove to his colleague Vivian Clements that his chimp, Clyde, is more intelligent than American teenagers. Meanwhile Dee Dee is torn between Frankie and British recording star, the Potato Bug. Eric Von Zipper shows up to aid Harvey's anti-teen campaign. Big Drag shows up with others in a gag bit part.
Keywords: actor-playing-dual-role, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, artist, beach, beach-party, black-stockings, chase, cheesecake, chimpanzee, drag-racing
It's where every torso is more so, and bare-as-you-dare is the rule!
It's where the girls are BARE-ing... the guys are DAR-ing and the surf's RARE-ing to GO-GO-GO
Harvey Huntington Honeywagon III: Imagine... boys and girls sleeping on the beach side-by-side, unchaperoned. Now what kind of society is it that would allow such a thing?
Harvey Huntington Honeywagon III: Sir, I consider you a member of the lower classes.::Eric Von Zipper: Hey, that's right. How'd you know that I dropped out of school at the third grade?
Frankie: Baby, I think we associate with a very unstable group.
[about Harvey Huntington Honeywagon]::Frankie: Can you belive it? The nerve of that guy!::Johnny: Yeah, he looked like something out of the Twilight Zone.::Deadhead: Imagine, comparing us to monkeys.::Frankie: Deadhead, you may be the missing link.
[Eric Von Zipper's motorcycle once again runs away and crashes]::J.D.: You did it again, boss.::Eric Von Zipper: You stupid, fix it!::J.D.: [to another rat pack member] Hey, stupid! Fix it!
[after seeing the Potato Bug's tent]::Candy: Holy hot curls!
[Seeing that Eric von Zipper of the Malibu Rat Pack is frozen in motion]::Frankie: Hey you guys, the battle's over! Von Zipper's stoned again!
Plot
Gogo, a Martian teenager, is sent to Earth to prepare the way for an invasion. The first Earthling he meets, one Aunt Wendy, is a rich widow who runs a dress shop catering to teenagers. Her nephew, Big Lunk, is a volleyball-loving guy with little interest in romance, which causes frustration for his girlfriend Connie. Naturally, Gogo meets Connie and they fall in love. Meanwhile, Aunt Wendy's shady neighbor and his gang concoct a scheme to part Aunt Wendy from her cash. Also meanwhile, the local motorcycle gang wants revenge on the volleyball players for... getting footprints on their beach. Somehow all the subplots come together at the pajama party.
Keywords: alien, alien-technology, arm-wrestling, bathtub, beach-party, biker-gang, bikini, breaking-the-fourth-wall, con-man, convertible
The Party Picture That Takes Off Where The Others Pooped Out!
It's a sort of late... late show with a teen-age twist
When the Pajama Tops meet the Pajama Bottoms someone's gonna have a Fit!
Fleegle: What are we looking for?::J. Sinister Hulk: Look for anything suspicious!::Chief Rotten Eagle: The only thing suspicious is us!
Big Bang The Martian: [Talking about Go-Go the Martian to Socum] It's not that I don't like him, it's just I can't stand him!
Connie: [Talking about Go-Go the Martian] This kid is a kook!::Aunt Wendy: No, dear not a kook - a Martian.::Connie: A Martian!::Aunt Wendy: From Mars.::Connie: Both you birds belong in a clock.
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The Rat Pack,Dean Martin,Sammy Davis Jr & Frank Sinatra, Live And
Frank Sinatra Ft. Sammy Davis Jr, Dean Martin - THE RAT PACK THE VERY BEST
The Rat pack - birth of the blues live. Full comedic act and song
Rat Pack: Sammy Davis, Jr. Performing with Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Johnny Carson
The Rat Pack Part 2 Biography) A & E
Rat Pack Slammin Vinyl Old Skool The Sanctuary
biography of the rat pack part 3
Biography of The Rat Pack Part 4
Eee-O The Best of The Rat Pack
The Rat Pack Live From The Copa Room Sands Hotel 1963 Part 3
The Rat Pack Part 1
Ratpack - Searchin' for my rizla
The Ratpack - At The Old "Kiel Opera House" - 1965 - Last 15 Min. Of The Show
Frank Sinatra Rat Pack I have got you under my skin.
Ratpack - 1st day of my life
Rat Pack - Birth of the Blues (Live)
Ratpack vs Nicky Blackmarket - Sweet Harmony
Rat Pack Dean Martin on Stage.Opera House 1965 SL
RATPACK VS MAGIKA ROUND 1
DJLIVE S01E07 - Ratpack 60 minute Live set | #djlive
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Rat Pack Fantazia Takes you into 93
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Slammin Vinyl Absolute Oldskool Classics mixed by The Ratpack & Kenny Ken
DJ Lipmaster Mark & MC Evenson Allen & Dj Sy - Hardcore Heaven
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Dj Lipmaster Mark Mc Evenson Allen-Ratpack Lodz Poland gibrecords
Rat Pack - A Conference of Cool
The Old Skool Masters - Rounds 3 (Ratpack Mix)
Getting Started with Ratpack
The Rat Pack @ Helter Skelter - Timeless (31st October 1998)
Ratpack Old skool set Brighton
Rat Pack The Edge Coventry
Real Time Ratpack
The Rat Pack @ Helter Skelter - Nightlife (29th May 1999)
Ratpack - Interview - Bass Music Awards
Frank Sinatra - The Rat Pack Las Vegas - Exclusive Interview
The Rat Pack Las Vegas - What Really Happened - By Frank Sinatra Jnr Interview
Surf Crews: North Shore Rat Pack
Fantazia Big Bang Q-tex & Ratpack interviews
Jay Jay Pistolet interview: River Rat Pack Tour Launch
Interview with Luke Daley on Geb and Ratpack
Rat Pack Radio Interviews: Bobby Stone of The New Old School
Rat Pack Video Shoot and Interview with Yukmouth & Say Something
Bloopers - Vegas Louie Interviews Sandy Hackett's Rat Pack
Rat Pack Radio 04-12-2015: Bobby Stone in-studio interview
SixNationState Interview: The River Rat Pack Tour launch
[NMBT] Midwest 2012- Atlanta Rat Pack Interview
The Rat Pack Is Back Interview
Rat Pack the interview.MPG
KRON-TV w/Jan Wahl: Interview with Sandy Hackett's Rat Pack Show 5-8-10
Jack Pack swing the Judges Britain's Got Talent 2014
Nat Jenkins Interview: River Rat Pack Launch Party
Naked and the Boys interview: the River Rat Pack Tour
2010-05-02 Rat Pack Interview 2.mp4
2010-05-02 Rat Pack Interview 5.mp4
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
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.
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,
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
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
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
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
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,
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
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.
All right
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
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
Fuck off, what do you want? Like a fistfull of metal we hunt
We're the bastards of your dreams - A mean machine, we always come clean
A mean pack of sinners, no saints - Sons of Satan and black is our paint
Warriors of Sodom, metalheads unite - We are the ratpack, won't back for a fight
[Chorus:]
So sound asleep you wish you were not on your own
We're the devil in a black dress, now look at the seeds we've sown
Fuck you and your holy crew, like if we would care or stay
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
It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
(I can't remember, my darling, I can't remember when)
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before