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Rob Hall (14 January 1961 – 11 May 1996), a native of New Zealand, was a mountaineer best known for being head guide of a 1996 Mount Everest expedition in which he, a fellow guide, and two clients perished. A best-selling account of the expedition was given in Jon Krakauer's Into Thin Air. At the time of his death, Hall had ascended Everest more times than any other non-Sherpa mountaineer.
Hall met his future wife, New Zealand medical doctor Jan Arnold, during his Everest summit attempt in 1990. Hall asked Arnold for a date on a climb to Mt. McKinley and later, the two married. In 1993, Rob Hall summited Everest along with Arnold. In the catastrophic 1996 season, Arnold would have accompanied Hall on his Everest expedition, but she was pregnant. Two months after Hall died on the descent from Everest she gave birth to Sarah, their daughter.
Hall grew up in New Zealand where he climbed extensively in the Southern Alps. In 1988, Rob Hall met Gary Ball, who would become his climbing partner and close friend. As with most other mountain climbers, Hall and Gary Ball sought corporate sponsorships to fund their expeditions. The partners decided to climb the Seven Summits, but upped the ante by summiting all seven in seven months. Starting with Everest in May, they climbed the last mountain, Antarctica's Vinson Massif, on 12 December 1990, hours before the deadline. After this success, they realized that, in order to retain their sponsorship, each successive climb would have to be more risky and spectacular. Eventually, they would have an accident. Hall and Ball decided to quit professional climbing and form a high-altitude guiding business.
Angelina
(Ruby Paul Original)
You just whistle and she comes running
Angelina, take her or leave her
Swinging her bag across her shoulder
Acting like she’s five years older
She laughs at your jokes when they’re not funny
Squeezes your arm and calls you ‘honey’
CHORUS
All over town I’ve seen her just lately
Strutting about, it’s driving me crazy
What to do, she’s sweet on you
Send her a text, it might make me feel better
Tell her to keep her hands off my fella
What to do, she’s sweet on you
When we meet up for a coffee
Seems like you don’t wanna talk to me
Then I see her in the corner
Angelina, smirking all over
Thinks she looks sexy when she wears a low cut top
Blowing out the smoke from a cigarette
CHORUS
All over town I’ve seen her just lately
Strutting about, it’s driving me crazy
What to do, she’s sweet on you
Send her a text, it might make me feel better
Tell her to keep her hands off my fella
What to do, she’s sweet on you
Says she used to model for a fashion magazine
Got fed up it was such a shallow scene
Seems to think she’s got designer class
Shame that white skirt shows off her fat arse
CHORUS
All over town I’ve seen her just lately
Strutting about, it’s driving me crazy
What to do, she’s sweet on you
Send her a text, it might make me feel better
Tell her to keep her hands off my fella