Frank Sinatra Jr

Frank's reaction when he first heard these song parodies.

No Pork! No Pork! (c)

by nANCI mEEK 10/96
(sung to the tune "New York New York")

My Mother's a jew
My father is not
I've been confused about God
Since I was a tot
Dad won't eat mom's fish
Mom won't eat Dads pork
Dad's roman catholic devout
He roams in He roams out

I've wanted to wake up from this nightmare
Since I was Two
Has the Messiah been here? Will he be back?
Oy, wasn't Jesus a Jew?

These Judeo-Christian blues
Are driving me mad
And Mom keeps yelling at Dad
"No Pork! No Pork!"

I have sins to confess
Am I half a princess
If I sneeze - They both say "God Bless!"

My weekends, my weekends are shot
Sabbath in Temple; Sundays in Mass
I'm wearin' a star and a cross
(Hey Rabbi!  Hey Father!)
When do I fast?

These Judeo-Christian Blues
Are driving me mad
I know when I'm good, And I know when I'm bad
Were those three men really so wise
Will my big brother be circumcised
My mom's a Jew who won't eat pork!
No pork!
(Happy Hannukah! Merry Christmas!)

Sinatra Family Web

I Broke Wind!(c)

by nANCI mEEK 10/95
(to the tune "Summer Wind")
When I broke wind it came blowing in
      from across the room
It lingered there, scorched your hair
       Oh some perfume
  All summer long you'd toot your song
       while we strolled downwind uphill
      Two sweethearts...until I broke wind

  Think you have a right to blast them all night  because your a man
   Well here's a lament whoever smelt it dealt it  now go get a fan
    How could you think, that mine wouldn't stink  well honey, I'm only human  

  And I lost you, I lost you when I broke wind

     Couldn't hold it in - And I broke wind - And now  your gone
       And to this day this lonely day - I'll blame it on the Dog
        And guess who repents her flatulence for days that never end
         My fickle friend! Since I broke wind...
             Mmmm I broke wind   
            I BROKE WIND! 

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ESCARGOT ESCARGOT

by nANCI mEEK 11/93
(to the tune "Chicago")

Escargot! Escargot!(c)

Escargot! Escargot! That succulent treat!
Escargot! Escargot! It tastes like my feet
I hate it

Bet your last french dollar you'll puke the blues
Eatin' Escargot! Escargot!
The gourmet treat thats hard to keep down
A french treat! Gourmet treat!
That smells like my toe
Some butter and Garlic
Their dressed for the show

Chefs drees 'em up so patrons can't tell
It's nothing more than a worm in a shell
Called Escargot! Escargot!
Can't keep 'em down!

Escargot! Escargot! They live on the street
Escargot! Escargot! Kill them with your feet
I smash 'em!

Bet your last french dollar you'll puke the blues
Eatin' Escargot!  Escargot!
And when you get the bill you'll feel even worse!

A french treat! Gourmet treat! That smells like my toe!
Some Butter and Garlic and they're dressed for the show

Chefs dress 'em up so patrons can't tell
It's nothing more than a worm in a shell
Called Escargot!  (that's french for...)
Where did those snails go!
Escargot!  Can't keep 'em down!

Pete & Jilly Rizzo

I'm OK Productions(c)

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