Flashback Friday: Olive, You're a Fine Girl

Filling up Fridays: Fine Flashback Fosts Posts, re-presenting some of my favorite Comics Oughta Be Fun! entries that you might not have seen, or would enjoy seeing again, or maybe you're just going to go out to the pub tonight so you won't have to worry about it, see if I care...anyway, re-presenting a Bully classic originally published on March 17, 2008! (I was six then.)


There's a port on a western bay


And it serves a hundred ships a day


Lonely sailors pass the time away


And talk about their homes


And there's a girl in this harbor town


And she works layin' whiskey down


They say "Brandy, fetch another round"


She serves them whiskey and wine


The sailors say "Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)


"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)


"Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea."


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)


Brandy wears a braided chain


Made of finest silver from the North of Spain


A locket that bears the name


Of the man that Brandy loves


He came on a summer's day


Bringin' gifts from far away


But he made it clear he couldn't stay


No harbor was his home


The sailor said " Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)


"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)


"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea."


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)


Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes


When he told his sailor stories


She could feel the ocean fall an' rise


She saw its ragin' glory


But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man


And Brandy does her best to understand


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)


At night when the bars close down


Brandy walks through a silent town



And loves a man who's not around


She still can hear him say


She hears him say "Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)


"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)


"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea."


(Dooda-dit-dooda, dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)


"Brandy, you're a fine girl," (You're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be," (Such a fine girl)


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



Now, crank it up and read it again!:

The Best of Bully: Swinging on a Star

Would you like to swing on a star


Carry moonbeams home in a jar


And be better off than you are


Or would you rather be a mule?


A mule is an animal with long funny ears


He kicks up at anything he hears


His back is brawny and his brain is weak


He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak


And by the way if you hate to go to school


You may grow up to be a mule


Oh, would you like to swing on a star


Carry moonbeams home in a jar


And be better off than you are


Or would you rather be a pig?


A pig is an animal with dirt on his face


His shoes are a terrible disgrace


He has no manners when he eats his food


He's fat and lazy and extremely rude


But if you don't care a feather or a fig


You may grow up to be a pig


Oh, would you like to swing on a star


Carry moonbeams home in a jar


And be better off than you are


Or would you rather be a fish?


A fish won't do anything but swim in a brook


He can't write his name or read a book


To fool the people is his only thought


And though he's slippery he still gets caught


But if then that sort of life is what you wish


You may grow up to be a fish


And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo, everyday you meet quite a few


So you see it's all up to you


You can be better than you are


You could be swinging on a star!


Now, fire this up and sing along:


Originally presented August 22, 2007