Where the engines go clang-clang
But a fireman was false to her
In her heart she felt a pang
Every time she saw a fireman
A song of hate she sang
So she moved down by the station house
Where the pistols go bang-bang
Now she lived down by the station house
Where the pistols go bang-bang
And she fell in love with a handsome cop
To him love songs she sang
When he introduced her to his wife
There was an awful row
So she moved way down to Coney Isle
Where the hot dogs go bow-wow
Now she lived way down in Coney Isle
Where the hot dogs go bow-wow
And she fell in love with a circus freak
Who's head looked like a cow.
When she saw his children looked like calves
She cried aloud boo-hoo
So she moved down by the engine house
Where the trains all go choo-choo.
Now she lived down by the engine house
Where the trains all go choo-choo
And she fell in love with an engineer
Who promised he'd be true
But he went away for a long, long time
And never did come back
So she jumped into the lake on night
Where the ducks all go quack-quack.
The previous has been going through my head for two straight days. Greatest lyrics ever.
She Lived Down By The Firehouse
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She Lived Down By The Firehouse
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Re: She Lived Down By The Firehouse
TGB: Thank you so much for posting theses lyrics-I’d just about given up hope! My Mom used to sing us this song when we were little. I see now that she was playing fast and loose with a lot of the lyrics, but who cares? We loved it when she sang us to sleep at night.( I think she did that with a lot of the songs she sang) it’s one of my best memories of her. Nice to see the song again. Thanks again! Linda Nolan P.S. One of her verses to this song went: “Oh, she lived next door to a baseball field, where the crowds all booed and cheered”-audience participation part-“Boo! Hooray!” “and she fell in love with an umpire, who promised to be true, but he went away on a long,long, trip, and he never did come back, so she moved next door to the railroad yard, where the engines went clang! clang!” We loved singing out the “Boo! Hooray!” part.
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Re: She Lived Down By The Firehouse
mm hmmmm
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Re: She Lived Down By The Firehouse
That may be the most random bot bump I've ever seen.
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Re: She Lived Down By The Firehouse
F-ing Linda Nolan.
Follows me everywhere I go.
Stalker made me quit my last few jobs as a fireman, a cop and an engineer.
I'm still a circus freak, but only 2 weekends out of the month.
And I can never eat hot dogs again because of this biotch.
Follows me everywhere I go.
Stalker made me quit my last few jobs as a fireman, a cop and an engineer.
I'm still a circus freak, but only 2 weekends out of the month.
And I can never eat hot dogs again because of this biotch.
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Re: She Lived Down By The Firehouse
And yet, very cool.Skinypupy wrote:That may be the most random bot bump I've ever seen.
Dare one say... Boo! Hooray?
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Also: There are three ways to not tell the truth: lies, damned lies, and statistics.