A collection of spurious thoughts on nostalgia, automobilia, music, the meaning of life and other such nonsense from an occasionally over-caffeinated dilettante. Oh and Mad Dog is actually Irish...
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Zanzibar
I heard this ditty years ago, so now courtesy of the Mad Molly Songbook:
The Zanzibar Clap
(to the tune of "This Old Man")
Zanzibar, Zanzibar,
Zanzibar is very far;
You can't get there driving in a car;
it's too far to Zanzibar.
Molly team, on safari,
Headed east in a red Ferrari.
Hope and Crosby didn't use a car
On the Road to Zanzibar.
Woly Mol took White Owls
To Zanzibar wrapped up in towels;
Those White Owls turned out to be cigars
Which we smoked in Zanzibar.
Molly Cow and Molly Buns
Found they had run out of funds.
They got cash by dancing in a bar
And got thrown out of Zanzibar.
Golly Molly on a trolley
Met the sailor Jolly Ollie
He's a pirate and he has a scar;
She's in love in Zanzibar.
Polly Molly heard the call-y,
Ran to talk to Hotta Molly:
"Hey there, Hotta Molly, wanna be a star?
Write bad songs in Zanzibar!"
Ha Ha Zanzibar –I’m on my way (in September) after all these years. Bookings have been made. I can’t wait…!
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