Chim Chim Cheree Lyrics - Sherman Allan

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(parody of "chim chim cheree" by dick van dykefrom the movie "mary poppins")chim chiminey chim chiminey chim-chim-cheree;those are three words that don't make sense to me.but i'm used to words that don't make sense to mefrom all those commercials i see on tv.when i see an ad that can't be understoodi know that the product has got to be good;those words may be crazy but i think they're greatlike sodium acetylsalicylate.(sodium acetylsalicylate!)i wake up each morning a most happy mani cover my pic-o-pay with fluoristan;i add hexachlorophene 'cause it's so pureand then gl-70 just to make sure.then i take a shower but never alone;i'm in there with dermasil and silicone.i brush vitrol-d on my lanolin waveand i sharpen my boo-boop and use it to shave!(he sharpens his boo-boop and that's how he shaves!)there's tufsyn and retsyn and acrylan tooand marfac and melmac and what else is new?there's orlon and korlan and there's accutronand teflon and ban-lon and so on and on.these wonderful words spin around in my brain;each one is a mystery i cannot explain.like what does that blue magic whitener do --does it make blue things white or make white things blue?(his blue things are white and his white things are blue!)my fastback has wide-track and autronic eyewhich winks when a cute little volvo goes by;my tank full of platformate starts with a roarbut when i try to stop it goes two miles more.i measure my breathing with my nasographit's nice but oh my how it hurts when i laugh.my chair is upholstered in real naugahyde;when they killed that nauga i sat down and cried.(he moved to chicaga when that nauga died!)i'm giving a party next saturday nightand here are the friends that i'm going to invite:the giant who lives in my washing machinethat other nice giant who's jolly and green.the tiger who causes my gas tank to floodthat handsome white knight who is stronger than crud;the man with the eyepatch who sells me my shirtsand that nut who flies into the front seat for hertz!(that daring young nut who goes flying for hertz!)i've lived all my life in this weird wonderland;i keep buying things that i don't understand'cause they promise me miracles magic and hopebut somehow it always turns out to be soap.and they might as well be chim-chiminey cheree!(those words all could be chim-chiminey cheree!)sallysally@usa.net

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