Monday, March 17, 2008

Olive, You're a Fine Girl

There's a port on a western bay
Popeye by E. C. Segar


And it serves a hundred ships a day
Popeye by E. C. Segar


Lonely sailors pass the time away
Popeye by E. C. Segar


And talk about their homes
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And there's a girl in this harbor town
Popeye by E. C. Segar


And she works layin' whiskey down
Popeye by E. C. Segar


They say "Brandy, fetch another round"
Popeye by E. C. Segar


She serves them whiskey and wine
Popeye by E. C. Segar


The sailors say "Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea."
Popeye by E. C. Segar


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


Brandy wears a braided chain
Popeye by E. C. Segar


Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
Popeye by E. C. Segar


A locket that bears the name
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Of the man that Brandy loves
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He came on a summer's day
Popeye by E. C. Segar


Bringin' gifts from far away
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But he made it clear he couldn't stay
Popeye by E. C. Segar


No harbor was his home
Popeye by E. C. Segar


The sailor said " Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea."
Popeye by E. C. Segar


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
Popeye by E. C. Segar


When he told his sailor stories
Popeye by E. C. Segar


She could feel the ocean foam rise
Popeye by E. C. Segar


She saw its ragin' glory
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But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man
Popeye by E. C. Segar


And Brandy does her best to understand
Popeye by E. C. Segar


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


At night when the bars close down
Popeye by E. C. Segar


Brandy walks through a silent town
Popeye by E. C. Segar


And loves a man who's not around
Popeye by E. C. Segar


She still can hear him say
Popeye by E. C. Segar


She hears him say "Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea."
Popeye by E. C. Segar


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)
Popeye by E. C. Segar


"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea."
(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

Popeye by E. C. Segar


Now, crank it up and read it again!:



Popeye by E. C. Segar



8 comments:

Dave Lartigue said...

I like the Shatner version better.

(well done!)

SallyP said...

Oh Bully!

smatano said...

Is there a Pulitzer for blogging? Because ... wow.

-philip

H said...

It's the day after St. Patrick's Day, but I assure you I am green with envy. That was insanely awesome.

ThirdMate said...

Bully:

I drop the hook by your little corner of The Beach often enough. I should have at least ONCE piped up and hailed. My apologies. This entry fits the bill. Thank you, Little Stuffed Bull. Thank you.

Unfortunately, I will now have to prize the rum ration and listen to many hornpipes in order to belay that earworm.

Stephen said...

this is os awesome it fits perfectly well done sir. but wheres the love for bluto?

Art F. said...

Very nice!

shoebox2 said...

Won'erful, little stuffed bull, just won'erful.