Chim Cher-ee歌词由Allan Sherman演唱,出自专辑《My Complete Extended + Expanded Remastered + Reissued Special Deluxe Limited Edition Greatest Hits Album》,下面是《Chim Cher-ee》完整版歌词!
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Chim Chim Cheree (LP版) - Allan Sherman
Chim chiminey chim chiminey
Chim-chim-cheree;
Those are three words that
Don't make sense to me
But I'm used to words that
Don't make sense to me
From all those commercials
I see on TV
When I see an ad that
Can't be understood
I know that the product
Has got to be good;
Those words may be crazy
But I think they're great
Like sodium acetylsalicylate
(Sodium acetylsalicylate )
I wake up each morning
A most happy man
I cover my Pic-O-Pay
With Fluoristan;
I add Hexachlorophene
'Cause it's so pure
And then GL-70
Just to make sure
Then I take a shower
But never alone;
I'm in there with Dermasil and Silicone
I brush Vitrol-D on my Lanolin wave
And I sharpen my Boo-boop
And use it to shave
He sharpens his Boo-boop
And that's how he shaves
There's Tufsyn and Retsyn
And Acrylan too
And Marfac and Melmac
And what else is new
There's Orlon and Korlan
And there's Accutron
And Teflon and Ban-Lon
And so on and on
These wonderful words spin
Around in my brain;
Each one is a mystery
I cannot explain
Like what does that
Blue Magic whitener do
Does it make blue things white
Or make white things blue
His blue things are white
And his white things are blue
My Fastback has Wide-Track
And Autronic Eye
Which winks when a cute little
Volvo goes by;
My tank full of Platformate
Starts with a roar
But when I try to stop
It goes two miles more
I measure my breathing with my Nasograph
It's nice but oh my
How it hurts when I laugh
My chair is upholstered
In real Naugahyde;
When they killed that nauga
I sat down and cried
(He moved to Chicaga when that nauga died )
I'm giving a party next Saturday night
And here are the friends
That I'm going to invite:
The giant who lives in my washing machine
That other nice giant
Who's jolly and green
The tiger who causes my gas tank to flood
That handsome white knight
Who is stronger than crud;
The man with the eyepatch
Who sells me my shirts
And that nut who flies into
The front seat for Hertz
That daring young nut
Who goes flying for Hertz
I've lived all my life
In this weird wonderland;
I keep buying things
That I don't understand
'Cause they promise me
Miracles magic and hope
But somehow it always
Turns out to be soap
And they might as well be
Chim-Chiminey Cheree
Those words all could be
Chim-Chiminey Cheree