Popeye & Olive
[We could write a song together... What do you wanna write about? Whoa, very massive respone, okay, Popeye and Olive]
Popeye had a girlfriend
She was named Olive
Popeye had a girlfriend
She was named Olive
[See, they'll crowd surf to anything... a song about Popeye and Olive]
song performed by by Veruca Salt
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Popeye The Sailor - Blow Me Down
In this rarely seen Popeye animated film in public domain, Popeye goes to Mexico on a boat... oh wait, it's a whale. He goes there to meet Olive Oyl. Then, Popeye meets Bluto, and they compete. Then Popeye punches Bluto all the way to outer space!
from Popeye The Sailor - Blow Me Down (1933)
Submitted by Maria
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Shuteye Popeye
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Jackson Beck - Bluto (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
by Irv Spector from Shuteye Popeye (1952)
Submitted by Film Fan
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Popeye for President
Jackson Beck - Bluto (voice)
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
from Popeye for President (1956)
Submitted by Vasile
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Im Popeye The Sailor Man
Im popeye the sailor man. Im popeye the sailor man.
Im strong to the finich, cause I eats me spinach.
Im popeye the sailor man.
Im one tough gazookus, which hates all palookas.
Wot aint on the up and square.
I biffs em and buffs em and always out roughs em
But none of em gets nowhere.
If anyone dares to risk my fisk, its boff an its wham unerstan?
So keep good be-hav-or, thats your one life saver
With popeye the sailor man.
Im popeye the sailor man, Im popeye the sailor man.
Im strong to the finich, cause I eats me spinach.
Im popeye the sailor man.
song performed by by Face To Face
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Popeye the Sailor Meets Ali Baba's Forty Thieves
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
Lou Fleischer - Wimpy (voice)
Gus Wickie - Abu Hassan (voice)
from Popeye the Sailor Meets Ali Baba's Forty Thieves (1937)
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Muscle
I got a popeye muscle
Although I'm not a sailor man
And I don't eat much spinach
At least not out of a can.
My name is not Olive
It isn't Bluto either
I know instead of lifting
I should've used a lever.
My popeye muscle looks swell
Just like I've been working out
But it's just the one arm you see
Which leaves a little doubt.
And it may not be clear to you
This was my biggest ordeal
I did it with great fervour
And enthusiastic zeal.
Well I just couldn't ignore it
Or leave it alone
I wouldn't have attempted it
If I'd foreknown.
It was a rockery garden
That I went and made
And because of this garden
My bicep muscle splayed.
poem by Hazel Connelly
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Popeye The Sailor Man
(kinky friedman & panama red)
My heart is on my sleeve,
Do you still believe ?
Are you listenin to the tide roll in, watchin ships at sea ?
When I come sailin home again will you be there for me,
There for me ?
Treasure ships of yore
Grace the ocean floor
Columbus sailed for italy, columbus sailed for spain.
Columbus sailed a wishin well, columbus died in chains,
Died in chains.
I dont pretend to know every answer
To everything that life may ask of me.
Hey, Im popeye the sailor man
Im popeye the sailor man
Hey, popeye the sailor man
And I sail the lonely sea eternally.
My true love calls to me from far across the sea.
She says, red skies in the mornin
Sailor take warnin
Sail with me tonight
Sailors delight, sailors delight.
I dont pretend to know every answer
To everything that life may ask of me.
Hey, Im popeye the sailor man
Popeye the sailor man,
Popeye the sailor man
And I sail the lonely sea eternally.
She said, popeye the sailor man
Popeye the sailor man
Oh, popeye the sailor man
Sail on home to me, come sail with me.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bride and Gloom
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
Most of us came out of Popeye, so turning Popeye into something believable was tricky enough.
Nearlyweds
Jackson Beck - Bluto (voice), Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice), Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
I'm in the Army Now
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
Gus Wickie - Bluto (voice)
from I'm in the Army Now (1936)
Submitted by Cristi
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Customers Wanted
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Pinto Colvig - Bluto (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
from Customers Wanted (1939)
Submitted by Cristi
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Taxi-Turvy
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Jackson Beck - Bluto (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
by Irv Spector from Taxi-Turvy (1954)
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A Haul in One
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Jackson Beck - Bluto (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl (voice)
by Larz Bourne from A Haul in One (1956)
Submitted by Cristi
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Little Swee' Pea
Jack Mercer - Popeye (voice)
Mae Questel - Olive Oyl / Swee' Pea (voice)
Gus Wickie - crocodile, elephant, hippo (voice)
from Little Swee' Pea (1936)
Submitted by Cristi
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Olive At Midnight
An olive at midnight
Green
shiny
globe
of
black
The size of a dirty workman's thumb
They (the olives) tumble towards me
Down hills and in still slick lakes of olive oil
I meet my dark shining olive
By suprise
It's midnight in the olive grove
My ciabatta catches him
spinning on the tastebuds together
My olive and I
Two star crossed lovers
One black
On green
Obscene nights of perpetual fulfillment
What a scene! my olive and me
My olive my heart
Oh my darling lovely one
Olive at midnight
At last
you have come to me
And together we will may a delightful
pair
my lips quake at the thought of you
quivering as you slither in a plate of oil
towards them
Olive at midnight
You have possessed me
I am yours
But too many press in
Only one is chosen
It is dark I cannot see you
Oh olive
Are you green?
Or black?
Does it matter I am not prejudice
My dear dear one
At midnight you thunder towards me
My heart is an earthquake
My brain a melting pot offondant cheese
I slice my ciabatta
A tiny onion a tomato pressed between
And you oh olive my love
I am done
Please leave
I am not hungry
It is past midnight
I must sleep
poem by Yvette Smith
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A Highly-Colored Romance
Ben Green was a New-Hampshire boy,
Who stood full six feet two:
A jovial chap this same Ben Green,
Though he had oft been blue.
He loved a girl named Olive Brown,
Who lived near Bixby's pond,
And who, despite her brunette name,
Was a decided blonde.
"A Highly Colored Romance."
A pink of rare perfection she,
The belle of all the town;
Though Ben oft wished her Olive Green,
Instead of Olive Brown.
And she loved Ben, and said that nought
Should mar their joy serene;
And, when she changed from Olive Brown,
'Twould surely be to Green.
She kept her word in-violet,
And vowed, ere she was wed,
Although when Brown she had Be(e)n Green.
When Green she'd be well read.
But, ah! her young affections changed
To Gray, a Southern fellow;
And Green turned white the news to hear,
Though first it made him yell, oh!
Says he, " How can you lilac this,
When you vowed to be true?
I'll take your fine young lover, Gray,
And beat him till he's blue."
Then Olive Brown to crimson turned,
And said, "Do as you say:
The country long has wished to see
'The Blue combined with Gray.'"
Ben Green to purple turned with rage,
And black his brow as night;
While on the cheek of Olive Brown
The crimson changed to white.
"O cruel Olive Brown!" says Ben,
"I've been dun-brown by you:
Let this 'Grayback' his steps retrace,
And take Greenback, — oh, do!"
Poor Olive Brown, what could she say,
To sea-Green look so sad ?
And so she rose, and said to him,
"I'll go and ask my dad."
. . . .
The years rolled by: Ben's raven locks
For silver did not lack;
And Olive, with her hair of gold,
Was glad she took Greenback.
poem by Charles Follen Adams from Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Olive Me
olive me, why not take all?
can't you see i'm no good without you?
take these arms i wanna loose 'em
take these lips i'll never use them.
your goodbye left me with eyes
how can i go one day without you?
you took the best, so why not take the rest?
why not take olive me?
olive me, why not take all of me?
can't you see i'm no good without you?
take these arms, i wanna loose 'em
take these lips, i'll never use them.
your goodbye left me with eyes that cry
how can i go one day without?
you took the part that once was my heart
why not take olive me
song performed by by NOFX
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Wood Song
Now one and all, you Roses,
Wake up, you lie too long!
This very morning closes
The Nightingale his song;
Each from its olive chamber
His babies every one
This very morning clamber
Into the shining sun.
You Slug-a-beds and Simples,
Why will you so delay!
Dears, doff your olive wimples,
And listen while you may.
poem by Ralph Hodgson
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The Olive Of Peace
Now sheath'd is the Sword that was wild as the blast:
The Tempest of Slaughter and Terror is past;
Old ALBION her Neighbour all smilingly hails—
For the OLIVE of PEACE blooms again in our Vales!
Beam on the day,
Thou Olive gay:
'Matchless is he
Who planted thee;
And mayst thou like him immortal be!'
Divinest of Olives, O, never was seen
A bloom so enchanting, a verdure so green!
Sweet, sweet do thy Beauties entwiningly smile
In the Vine-tree of France and the Oak of our Isle!
Beam on the day,
Thou Olive gay, &c.
Long, long did thy envied Exotic delay,
'Till the voice of HUMANITY charm'd thee away;
And here, ever here mayst thou bloom in repose,
As firm as our Oak-tree, and gay as the Rose!
Bloom on the day,
Thou Olive gay, &c.
Let ALCIDES his Poplar of Majesty prize,
And VENUS her Myrtle exalt to the skies:
FRANCE and ALBION excell all the Gods of old Greece—
For they crown their wise heads with the OLIVE of PEACE!
Bloom on the day,
Thou Olive gay, &c.
The delicate Lily may gracefully mount,
And the Pink all her charms with the Rainbow recount;
Green, green is the Olive on ALBION'S brow,
And the Lily and Pink to the Olive must bow!
Bloom on the day,
Thou Olive gay, &c.
Thou Olive divine, may Eternity's Sun
Beam warm where thy roots thro' the ages shall run;
The Dew of Affection 'light soft where they twine,
And the Love of an Universe stamp thee divine!
Bloom on the day,
Thou Olive gay:
'Matchless was he
Who planted thee;
And mayst thou like him immortal be!'
poem by James Henry Leigh Hunt
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