Winkle
Manager
I was having a converstion with the missus the other day and she politly pointed out that in my decsending years, I have the annoying habit of singing to a any particular song and then making up my own words!!! I was quite shocked at this as it is something I clearly remember my parents doing but never realised I had started down this narrow path of seniality( how sad am I) here is an excample,
Midnight at the oasis
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Shadows paintin' our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Heaven's holdin' a half-moon
Shinin' just for us
My version
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
some ones painting our faces
Traces, faces ,romance in our hands
Must be holding a bent spoon,
real soon,lifting up on us.
And heres my finale
Come on, cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
My version
Come know,cactus is your friend (why is he my friend?)
hes warm down the way
allright..... to the end is near,
till the end is near!
I could go on, but I wont bore you all, what I want to no is WHY!
Midnight at the oasis
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Shadows paintin' our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Heaven's holdin' a half-moon
Shinin' just for us
My version
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
some ones painting our faces
Traces, faces ,romance in our hands
Must be holding a bent spoon,
real soon,lifting up on us.
And heres my finale
Come on, cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
My version
Come know,cactus is your friend (why is he my friend?)
hes warm down the way
allright..... to the end is near,
till the end is near!
I could go on, but I wont bore you all, what I want to no is WHY!