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Both songs below are currently available on Susan's Jungle Jamboree CD
Safety Star
by: Susan Harrison all rights reserved (to the melody Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star or Hambone)
When we go driving down the street,
I'm buckled up tight in my own back seat.
Whenever we go and take the car,
I wanna be a safety star.
There's one thing certain that I know.
That in the backseats where I go.
Driving along in our automobile,
Safe is how I want to feel.
When we move on down the street,
I'm traveling to a safety beat.
Momma, Daddy, don't 'cha know
that in the backseats where I go?
Bumblebee
by: Susan Harrison, all rights reserved
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee
Won't my Mommy be so proud of me?
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee
Oww it stung me.
So now I'm bringing home a baby rattlesnake
Won't my Momma shimmy and shake?
I'm bringing home a baby rattlesnake.
Ohh it went in the lake.
I'm bringing home a baby dinosaur.
Won't my Momma stomp her feet and roar?
I'm bringing home a baby dinosaur.
Stomp, stomp, stomp stomp
It went out the door.
I'm bringing home a baby grizzly bear,
Won't my Momma pull out all her hair?
I'm bringing home a baby grizzly bear.
Grrrrrrr They're everywhere!
I'm bringing home a baby turtle,
Won't my Momma really pop a girdle?
I'm bringing home a baby turtle.
Snappy, snappy, snappy, snappy
It only hurt a little.
I'm bringing home a baby porcupine.
Ohhh, I changed my mind.
Don't mess with those porcupine.
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Lyrics
Nostalgia Trippin'
by: Susan Harrison, all rights reserved
available on Make Waves CD
Been up in the attic most of the day,
Nostalgia Trippin' got swept away.
Filtering fragments of things I endear,
when what to my wondering eyes should appear
but miles of piles that have given me smiles.
chorus:
I was Nostalgia Trippin' on memories sweet and wonderful,
Nostalgia Trippin' I'm ready take me for a ride.
Don't need a ticket or reservation,
I'm traveling for free
on this vicarious vacation with me.
So I went down to the basement later that night.
Nostalgia Trippin' this feeling, why fight it?
A hint of patchouli, a lyric quite rare,
flowed through my senses and filled the air
taking me backwards preserving my past
and I'm hoping this feeling will last.
Repeat chorus
If you need a vacation and can't get a break
and you're wondering how much more of today you can take.
Find you a memory box, basket or drawer
and go nostalgia trippin' memories galore.
Repeat chorus
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