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Shower Songs

Everyone sings in the shower. So do we. But how many of you create theatrical productions in the shower? Well, we do.


Have I Told You Lately?

Don't ask us how we put this one together. Even if we remembered, we probably wouldn't admit it. But you have to sing this in a twangy faux-Western style. And it's a duet.
      Have I told you lately that you're crazy?
      That you're crazy?
      That you're crazy?
      Have I told you lately that you're crazy?
      Well if I did, it went right through your head.

Seventy-Six Tacos
    It started out as a simple discussion of what to have for lunch. Then it got out of control.
      Seventy-six ta-cos led the big parade
      With a hundred and ten tostadas close at hand.
      They were followed by rows and rows of bu-ri-tos,
      the cream of ev'ry taco stand.



Theme Song from The Shower Stall of Progress


Foam Man
    It's really not a song. It's more like performance art in the shower, with a superhero theme. The performer, in the shower of course, lathers up his head with shampoo, letting it drool down his face. He then intones, as seriously as possible under the circumstances:
     
      Foam man! Out of the foam, into your home! Foam man!


    What does it mean? We don't know.


Boolah Boolah Boolah
    Our very own St. Patrick's Day song. We think.
      Boolah, boolah, boolah. 
      You're my boolah guy. 
      I am Connie Stevens 
      You're out 'til July.

      Whenever hearts are broken
      You're the reason why.
      I'll hold your hand in escrow, dear
      'Cause your my boolah guy.



Chicken and Roses
    This had something to do with how children's songs are handed down from one generation of kids to the next without going through adults, books, and so forth. But we forget what.
     
      Oh we'll all eat chicken and roses just for fun
      Oh we'll all eat chicken and roses just for fun
      Oh we'll all eat chicken and roses,
      They'll be comin' out our noses,
      Oh we'll all eat chicken and roses just for fun


Chorus
    Composed one day while snorkeling. That's all the explanation we have.
       
      Honey, you smell like taxes,
      Like empty nests, and Sunday tambourines.
      A toothache's wider than a hen held high,
      And together we will live in submarines.

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