WERE OPEN!!!!! Ok DJMBers, if Mike won't sing to you, sing to him (sort of). I'm your DJ dj and Herman is coming around for your drink orders so get your fovorite liquid courage and step up to the mike! If you can sing one song to Mike, regardless of your actual talent, what is it? Barsky perhaps would like to entertain us with a rousing rendition of Johnny Paychecks immortal "Take This Job And Shove It". What about yall? NOTE: All drink orders will be placed on Mikes tab, so live it up guys!
I luv to sing its the only thing I'm good at (outside of raising kids and I wonder about how good I am at that sometimes). I'll sing almost anything (depending how drunk I get).
chris
Bt the way I would like a Lime Ricky (gin with lime) if you have it.
*grabs another beer, and steps up to the mic...not to be confused with the Mike*
Why do you build me up, buttercup baby Just to let me down...and mess me around And worst of all...you never call baby When you say you will But I love you still!!!! I need you...more than anyone, darlin You know that I have from the staaaaaart So build me up Buttercup, don't break my hearrrrt.
*Takes bow* What? It's the first song that popped into my head today. Quit looking at my briefcase. Stop it.
First... I'd have to be really, really drunk to sing ...especially Karaoke...not that it would take much liquor to do it!
Second.... Everyone else would have to be really, really drunk to enjoy my singing....come to think of it though...I don't think there's enough b00ze in the whole world for that!!...true...and not really funny!
A dear friend and I once won a karaoke contest by performing Ross and Richie's "Endless Love" he and I worked together and we sang all the time. I do have a good voice. I want to be a rock star when I grow up.
Well, I would like a Pat O'Briens Hurricane with the pretty orange and maraschino cherry garnish...
**Clears throat**
"I saw him dancin' there by the record machine I knew he must a been about seventeen The beat was goin' strong Playin' my favorite song An' I could tell it wouldn't be long Till he was with me, yeah me, singin'
I love rock n' roll So put another dime in the jukebox, baby I love rock n' roll So come an' take your time an' dance with me"
Or, in the alternative, for those of you who are Blues Brothers fans:
Rollin, rollin, rollin, Though the streams are swollen. Keep them doggies rollin’ Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather. Hell-bent for leather. Wishin my gal was by my side. All the things I’m missin. Good vittles, love, and kissin are waiting at the end of my ride
Move ‘em on, head ‘em up. Head ‘em up, move ‘em on. Move ‘em on, head ‘em up Rawhide Count ‘em out, ride ‘em in. Ride ‘em in, count ‘em out. Count ‘em out, ride ‘em in Rawhide!
***Jumps off stage and grabs another drink***
Sarah Please note that I have actually sung, in real life, both of those songs in front of other people while on stage. This is scary, considering that I have no vocal talent. Two words: Liquid Courage.
I was searching for piano music today, and spent my lunch hour playing Out of My League by Stephen Speaks. It is currently playing over and over on my computer, and I'm singing along.
*glancing furtively around* Is there a piano or keyboard around? I'm much more comfortable behind it than a mic.
As for that drink... a White Russian, s'il vous plait.
Aunt Davyes, I'll have Bud Lite with lime please. Give me two, they go down easy.
Hold on tight to your dream, Hold on tight to your dream, When you see your ship go sailing When you feel your heart is breaking Hold on tight to your dream.
Why Crazy Aunt Davye, I thought you'ld never ask( This will get rodents running better than a verminator with a 22) I'll have some Maker's Mark, in quantity, neat. Akhem... Oh Lord, won't you buy me,a Mercedes Benz, My friends all drive Porsches, I must make ammends, Worked hard all my life time, no help from my friends, Oh lord, won't you buy me a MerCedes Benz,
Oh lord, won't you buy me a night on the town, I'm counten on you Lord, please don't let me down, Prove that you love me and buy thee next round, Oh Lo ord won't you by me a night on the to own.
OOOH LO ORD, WON'T CHEW BY MEEE A COLOOOOOOOR TV, DIE LING FUR DOLL ARS IZ TRY ING TO REACH MEEEEEE, I WAYT FUR DEE LIVERY EEEEACH DAY UN TIL THREEEEE, OOH LOO ORD , WON'T CHEW BY MEEE A COLOOOOOOOOR TTEEEEEEEVEEEEEEE.
EVERYBODY NOW
OOH LLOOOOOOORD WON'T CHEW BY MEEEEE A MERRRRRR SAAAAAAAAAY DEEEEEEES BENDS, MY FRENZZZZ ALL DRIVE PORCHES, I MUST MAKE AMMENS, WORKT ARD ALL MY LIFETIME , NO ELP FROM MY FRENZ, OH LOOOOOOORD , WON'T CHEW BY MEEEEEA MERRRRR SAY DEEEEEEEEES BENDS. HEY HEY
get your fovorite liquid courage and step up to the mike!
That is a great line, can I use it?
However, I wouldn't sing to Mike. I couldn't do that to him. Not so sure he likes stray cats, and I'm not talking about the band. I'm talking about all the cat's that would come out of hiding, if I started singing!