1.Car 54
There's a holdout in the Bronx,
Brooklyn's broken out in fights,
There's a traffic jam in Harlem
That's backed up to Jackson Heights.
There's a Scout troop short a child,
Khrushchev's due at Idelwyld,
CAR 54, WHERE ARE YOU？
2.Mr Ed
A horse is a horse
Of course of course
And no one can talk to a horse,
Of course
That is, of course
Unless the horse
Is the famous Mister Ed!
Go right to the source
And ask the horse
He'll give you the answer that you'll endorse
He's always on a steady course
Talk to Mister Ed!
People yakkity-yak a streak
And waste your time of day
But Mister Ed will never speak
Unless he has something to say!
Oh, a horse is a horse
Of course, of course
And this one'll talk 'til his voice is hoarse
You never heard of a talking horse？
Well, listen to this：
'. . . I am Mister Ed!'
3.Spiderman
Spider-man, Spider-man
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web, any size
Catches thieves, just like flies
Look out! Here comes the Spider-man!
Is he strong？ Listen, Bud!
He's got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread？
Take a look overhead.
Hey there, there goes the Spider-man!
In the chill of night,
At the scene of the crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time
Spider-man, Spider-man
Friendly neighborhood Spider-man
Wealth and fame, he's ignored
Action is his reward
To him, life is a great big bang-up
Wherever there's a hang-up
You'll find the Spider-man!
4.The Brady Bunch
Here's a story,
Of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold,
Like their mother --
The youngest one in curls.
Here's a story,
Of a man named Brady,
Who was bringing up three boys of his own.
They were four men,
Living all together,
Yet they were all, alone.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow,
And they knew it was much more than a hunch,
That this group might somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch!
The Brady Bunch...
The Brady Bunch...
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch!
5.The Patty Duke Show
Meet Cathy, who's lived most everywhere,
＞From Zanzibar to Barclay Square.
But Patty's only seen the sights
A girl can see from Brooklyn Heights --
What a crazy pair!
But they're cousins,
Identical cousins all the way.
One pair of matching bookends,
Different as night and day.
Where Cathy adores a minuet,
The Ballet Russes, and crepe suzette,
Our Patty loves to rock and roll,
A hot dog makes her lose control --
What a wild duet!
Still, they're cousins,
Identical cousins and you'll find,
They laugh alike, they walk alike,
At times they even talk alike --
You can lose your mind,
When cousins are two of a kind.
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