Quotes about abbie

Dear Abbie

(kinky friedman)
From a friend of yours in texas
Whos had a little trouble finding love.
Im considered quite attractive
And Ive always been quite active at the club.
But the life I leads so lonesome
That I wonder, abbie, if youve ever known
What its like to live in others dreams
And never have a dream to call your own.
Theres a divorcee in dallas,
Theres a girl whos much too young in idaho.
London bridge is falling down
And the clergyman is out of town
And theres a daughter no one wants in buffalo.
And Im wondering bout america,
Wondering if we lost more than the war.
Im just wondering if theres any silver lining left
Behind the golden door.
And dear abbie, abbie I just had to write.
Dear abbie, abbie is there any love in sight ?

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song performed by Kinky Friedman
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Gaslighting Abbie

One plush summer you come to me ripe and ready
And bad through and through
With that deep mystical soul synergy pumping steady
Between me and you
Lovin all the beautiful work weve done, cara mia
And its barely july
If we keep on boppin until labor day
Lil miz abbie - bye bye
What will it be - some soothing herb tea?
That might be just the thing
Lets say we spike it with deludin
Or else - maybe tonight a hand of solitaire
Chorus:
Flame is the game
The game we call gaslighting abbie
Its a luscious invention for three
One summer by the sea
With the long weekend thats comin up fast
Lets get busy
Theres just too much to do

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song performed by Steely Dan
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Battle Of Hastings - II

OH Truth! immortal daughter of the skies,
Too lyttle known to wryters of these daies,
Teach me, fayre Saincte! hy passynge worthe to pryze,
To blame a friend and give a foeman prayse.
The fickle moone, bedeckt wythe sylver rays,
Leadynge a traine of starres of feeble lyghte,
With look adigne the worlde belowe surveies,
The world, that wotted not it coud be nyghte;
Wyth armour dyd, with human gore ydeyd,
The sees Kynge Harolde stande, fayre Englands curse and pryde.
With ale and vernage drunk his souldiers lay;
Here was an hynde, anie an erlie spredde;
Sad keepynge of their leaders natal daie!
This even in drinke, toomorrow with the dead!
Thro' everie troope disorder reer'd her hedde;
Dancynge and heideignes was the onlie theme;
Sad dome was theires, who lefte this easie bedde,
And wak'd in torments from so sweet a dream.
Duke Williams menne, of comeing dethe afraide,
All nyghte to the great Godde for succour askd and praied.