Commentary from Ruth:
Friday is the day -- our chance to truly celebrate the New Year
in the polished, sophisticated sartorial style that has come to
be the signature of the Purple Crush
(TM). Once again, we return
to America's Golden Age of music, to the days of lounge singers
with questionable links to a different sort of mob, and the
songwriting of one of America's most de-loverly composers.
However, speaking of "Ol Blue Eyes," this song, I must confess,
is not mine but the work of my own blue eyed boy. John has been
trying to get me to do this one for ages, and when I didn't, he
simply sat down and wrote it himself, while I frivoled my time
away teaching Monday's night myth class!
So, just loosen the knot of your tie, lean back in that booth
upholstered in deep-buttoned velvet, beckon to the waiter to
your freshen your martini, and apologize to Frank and Cole, as
we unveil to you the latest naked plea for those dollars that
define us, those pounds and pesos that align us in our infinite
largess!
I've Got You Over
my Skin
1/26/2005
I've got you over my skin
I've got you near to the heart of me;
I feel that my purple shirt is really a part of me
I've got you over my skin.
I've tried so just to fit in
I said to myself,
"Don't breathe out or else the old shirt will swell"
But why should I try to resist
when as we all know so well,
It fits me just like a skin.
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
for the sake of wearing my tee
Just a dollar a month for the scholarship fund
that you know I'll pay happily
Don't you know, faculty, you never can win?
Use your mentality
Wake up to your purple tee
Though each time that you do
Dawn takes money from you -
It's a dollar just to begin
And you'll wear yours over your skin
Yes, we've got ours over our skins
Oh, yes, we've got ours over our skins...
Ruth's
Remarkable Parodies