Once upon a time, this country knew how to party. Now we’ve got half of the nation interested in havin’-no-fun, chugging Tide pods, sacrificing their children to leftoid illusions, and riding everybody’s ass.
Four young chiquitas in Omaha
Was waitin’ for the band to return from the show
Feelin’ good, feelin’ right, it’s Saturday night
The hotel detective — he was out-a-sight
Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, “Come on, dudes, let’s get it on,”
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down
We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re coming to your town, we’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
Compilation of several classic television shows with American Band by Grand Funk Railroad. TV shows include The Beverly Hillbillies(Buddy Ebsen, Irene Ryan, Donna Douglas, Max Baer, Nancy Kulp, Raymond Bailey), The Muppet Show(Connie Stevens, Dr. Teeth and The Electric Mayhem), Married with Children(Christina Applegate, Amanda Bearse, David Faustino, Anthrax), The Monkees(Davy Jones, Micky Dolenz, Michael Nesmith, Peter Tork), Gilligan’s Island(Dawn Wells, Tina Louise, Bob Denver, Alan Hale Jr., Jim Backus, Natalie Schafer, Russell Johnson, Mosquitoes, Honey Bees ), Bewitched(Elizabeth Montgomery, Tommy Boyce, Bobby Hart) and The Munsters(Fred Gwynne, Yvonne De Carlo, Al Lewis, The Standells)
Gerard Van der Leun
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I note that many of those exuberant yoots are now unexuberantly dead.
What a great video! A couple of minutes viewing people I had not seen in years and its got my mind racing. No Trump, no Hilarity, no community orgasmers, just silliness. Damn, was I ever so innocent to make stuff like that seem normal?
I think that was JoAnne Worley with Elizabeth Montgomery.
That was fun!
Ahh, the archetypal question that separates all men into two groups, except for a few sneaky bastards:
Ginger, or
Marianne, or
embrace the power of and.
Marianne, 8 days a week.
Slam dunk! Marianne. No question, no how.
You sexist bastards. Ginger’s got the moves.
Ah, Fred Gwynne. Loved him.
Marianne, hiked up on all fours, undulating salaciously.
If only Mary Ann knew how to spell her name correctly. Just sayin’.