This is one of many ridiculous songs sung by my mother and aunts when they were children. They always pull this one out for road trips and vacations that involve baby cousins; everyone in my generation almost has no choice but to do the same when we have our own children.
Ready?
Oh, the
Cannibal King, with his big
nose ring,
fell in love with the dusty mai..ai..aid.
And every night, in the pale moon light,
across the lake he ca..a..ame.
He hugged and he kissed his
pretty little miss,
by the shade of the bamboo tree...e..ee.
And every night,
in the pale moon light,
it sounded like this to me..e....e:
aaaaarump! (
smooch, smooch)
aaaaaaarump! (
smooch, smooch)
aaaaarump, body-ody-aaayyyyy!
aaaaarump! (
smooch, smooch)
aaaaaaarumpt! (
smooch, smooch)
aaaaarumpt, body-ody-aaayyyyy....
We'll...build....a....
(
and much faster tempo now)
bungalo,
big enough for two. big enough for two,
my honey, big enouch for two.
And when we're
married, happy we'll be...
under the bamboo, under the
bamboo tree!
(
and ridiculously fast now)
If you'll be M-I-N-E mine,
I'll be T-H-I-N-E thine!
And I'll L-O-V-E love you all the T-I-M-E time.
You are the B-E-S-T best of all the R-E-S-T rest,...
And I'll L-O-V-E
love you all the..
T!..
I!..M,E,time! ..rachanoff, sachanoff, any old time!
Match in the gasbox....
Woo Hoo!
A very upbeat and bizarro song to belt out with your children, I'll tell you. And they won't notice what we may..that its a little X rated. Weird, huh.