Champagne Si, Agua No
Folks, gull reef regrets the water shortage.
Wild night out there!
Water in the sea, water from the sky, no water in the club,
But while the pump gets repaired, lets live!
If the water cant flow, the wine can!
Champagne party in the lobby!
Champagne si, agua no
Let it rain, let it blow
To hell with the h2o
Champagne si, agua no
The gull reef clubs not too ship shape
Time for a party time for a break
Tonight all our troubles will soon disappear
Cause champagne is cheaper than water down here
Champagne si, agua no
Champagne si, agua no
A toast to the french who gave us these bubbles
A toast to your host who stands in this rubble
Running this hotel is no piece of cake
So cut me some slack people give me a break
Champagne si, agua no
Champagne si,agua no
A toast to columbus, arawaks and caribs
To pirates and patriots, rascals and thieves,
The limbo, the cha cha and what we love most
A free champagne party put on by our host
Champagne si, agua no
Champagne si, agua no
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Winston Churchill My Kind Of Host
Let us party with Winnie
Winston Churchill.
Perhaps we might partake
of brandy and cigars?
I rather liked the wine tipped
rum flavoured cigars as a lad.
Winnie is my kind of host
Champagne Pol Roger.
Winnie offers guests unlimited
Champagne, Cigars and Brandy.
Champagne chilled a little please
room temperature simply appalls.
Champagne in the refrigerator
an hour and a half before serving please.
Or into the ice bucket with a suitable
ice-water mixture, at least twenty minutes,
before serving really if you please.
Ah a nice vintage-dated Champagne
a high-quality bubbly, let the bottle then,
warm up we don’t want to miss out on,
mature character of seasoned Champagne.
An awful lot of character, particularly
with respect to aroma can be lost,
when wine is served a little too cold,
a little too warm don’t you think?
Champagne and dry white wines of quality,
are best served at a temperature,
between 8ºC and 10ºC perhaps a little higher?
Perhaps you would care for
a Churchill Martini mixed?
Shake gin with cracked ice,
strain into chilled cocktail
glass, & garnish with olive.
Winnie rather likes to drink it while
looking at a bottle of dry vermouth.
Perhaps a Highball then Sir?
Winnie prefers just whiskey & water.
In Africa Winnie adds whiskey,
to make unsavory horrid water potable.
Yes of course Hine Brandy an excellent choice.
Distilled. As Winnie always says.
'I have taken more from brandy than brandy
has taken from me.' A health elixir!
Simply superb Johnnie
Walker Red Scotch.
Winnie is a good friend
of Sir Alexander Walker.
Yes Winnie is my kind of host. Winnie
truly is the epitome of a great man.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The wit of a graduate student is like champagne. Canadian champagne.
quote by Robertson Davies
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Champagne Supernova
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the land slide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova
Cuz people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I
song performed by by Oasis from (What's The Story) Morning Glory
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Sacred Bubbles
Why do I need
a bottle of
champagne
when I can have
sips of tears
made of
sacred bubbles
derived from
undisputed
conqueror
of my heart
Our tears
could be
the finest
champagne
on earth
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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The Fourth Amendment
THERE IS always something
to say,
something that you may not
want to hear
and break the drums
of your ear,
the truths are always covered
and sealed
like pressurized champagne
which when finally
opened
in a surprising bang
bang
all attention is caught
to the scents of life
the smell of vapor from
the pine trees
the sparkles of champagne
on the glass
that you hold tenderly
and slowly
sip
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Private
Yo wussup baby?
Its been a while since I seen you.
See tonight we gonna do something a lil different.
See we gonna do it like this...
Oh weekend alone, waters running, bubbles bublin.
No kids, no work, no phones, pagers.
Im gon give you what youre worth.
I just wanna take all your worries away.
All away.
Meet me at our weekend getaway, just you and me.
When were in private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne, maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you.
See this is an exclusive.
So damn secluded.
No one will know where were at.
Just me and you.
Ill eat strawberries of off you.
Before I get on top of you, baby.
I just wanna take all your troubles away.
So dont trip, no lip.
Lets get this love train goin.
I'm on my way.
When were in private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne,
maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you.
You can let your hair down.
You can be freaky as you want to be.
No one can hear a sound.
Baby, you scream as loud...
When were in private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne,
maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you.
In private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne, maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you...
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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What Suits Me May Not Suit You
The bubbles in my pink champagne
Add to my air of gaiety.
I have no reason to complain.
The bubbles in my pink champagne
Remind me that I must retain
My place in high society
The bubbles in my pink champagne
add to my air of gaiety.
I do not doubt that’s true for you
But I prefer good honest ale
as any Englishman would do
I do not doubt that’s true for you
Because I have no reason to
But I prefer good honest ale
I do not doubt that’s true for you
But I prefer good honest ale.
Each to their own I must accept
Taste leaves little room for argument.
So I accord your due respect.
Each to their own I must accept
I have to say I don’t expect
To change established precedent.
Each to their own I must accept
Taste leaves little room for argument.
(31 August 2011)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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After all, what is your host's purpose in having a party? Surely not for you to enjoy yourself; if that were their sole purpose, they'd have simply sent champagne and women over to your place by taxi.
quote by P.J. O'Rourke
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I Woke Up In A Strange Place
Ghost calls to visit
With my keys in his pocket
Kisses in my mouth with his
Eyes hanging out of his sockets
My memories crumble
Under still resistance
I was torn out like pages
From the book of existence
I woke up in a strange place
My mind a blur and some blood on my chin
I made a call for a blackened cab
Some destination was moving on in
I remember the words that you told me
How they come down so hard, so plain
Fate is going to find your love in a
Glass of champagne
I lied to my host I told him
I knew how far I could go
When I emptied my guts out
On his brand new stereo
Well he paid me to go upstairs
And spend a night with his friend
I never want to see my face
In the mirror again
I woke up in a strange place
Music so loud that I spilled all my beer
I met a ride in that blackened cab
Some destination was all that he had
Easy now, this car is speeding up
For my last chance, crashing to freedom
Fate is going to find your love in a
Glass of champagne
Sweat pours down
Youre in the back seat sleeping
And she waits by the window
On an empty bed, weeping
The ghost guns the motor
To the land that he promised me
I guess this is the time when your
Best intentions become facts again
This is no song for the dislocated
The one you loved but it turned to be hated
Because the lies of the spirit possessed you
Because the eyes of your lover resist you
Listen now, you keep your aim steady
As your temple turns to kiss the pistol
Fate is going to find your love
In a glass of champagne
Fate is going to find your love
In a glass of champagne
Thank you
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Farmer John
By don harris/terry dewey.
Farmer john, Im in love with your daughter
Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes
I love the way she walks, I love the way she talks
I love the way she wiggles, she wiggles she walks
Farmer john, Im in love with your daughter
Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes
Farmer john, Im in love with your daughter
Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes
I love the way she walks, I love the way she talks
I love the way she moves, she moves, she moves me
Farmer john, Im in love with your daughter
Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes
Farmer john, Im in love with your daughter
Yeah the one, with the champagne eyes
song performed by by Neil Young
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New Year's Eve
normally i'd be french-twisting my hair and
selecting the right earrings to wear it's a special
evening for most normally i'd be proposing a
toast but not this year because i'm here the
party's all around me you're there indifference
has found me i know it's not in fashion wearing
heartache on your sleeve but i'm here and
you're there so who cares what i wear on new
year's eve normally i'd be knee-deep in
champagne i'd kick my heels up until neighbors
complain it's a glamorous evening for most
normally i'd be upstaging the host but not this
year because i'm here the party's all around me
you're there indifference has found me i know i
should have dressed up but i just can't make
believe now i'm here and you're there so who
cares what i wear on new year's eve if you're
flirting with some other girl tonight i'm not flirting
with some other guy i keep thinking how last year
at midnight you blew me away with the resolution
that you made i'm here the party's all around
me you're there indifference has found me and
tonight before the ball drops i'll grab my coat
and leave i'm here and you're there so who
cares what i wear on new year's eve
song performed by by Nina Gordon from Tonight And The Rest Of My Life
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Nocturnos De La Ventana
1
Alta va la luna.
Bajo corre el viento.
(Mis largas miradas,
exploran el cielo.)
Luna sobre el agua,
Luna bajo el viento.
(Mis cortas miradas,
exploran el suelo.)
Las voces de dos niñas
venían. Sin el esfuerzo,
de la luna del agua,
me fuí a la del cielo.
2
Un brazo de la noche
entra por mi ventana.
Un gran brazo moreno
con pulseras de agua.
Sobre un cristal azul
jugaba al río mi alma.
Los instantes heridos
por el reloj... pasaban.
3
Asomo la cabeza
por mi ventana, y veo
cómo quiere cortarla
la cuchilla del viento.
En esta guillotina
invisible, yo he puesto
las cabezas sin ojos
de todos mis deseos.
Y un olor de limón
llenó el instante inmenso,
mientras se convertía
en flor de gasa el viento.
4
Al estanque se le ha muerto
hoy una niña de agua.
Está fuera del estanque,
sobre el suelo amortajada.
De la cabeza a sus muslos
un pez la cruza, llamándola.
El viento le dice “niña”
mas no puede despertarla.
El estanque tiene suelta
su cabellera de algas
y al aire sus grises tetas
estremecidas de ranas.
Dios te salve. Rezaremos
a Nuestra Señora de Agua
por la niña del estanque
muerta bajo las manzanas.
Yo luego pondré a su lado
dos pequeñas calabazas
para que se tenga a flote,
¡ay! sobre la mar salada.
poem by Federico García Lorca
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Club Elitaire
CHORUS :
Club elitaire is where the rich and famous go
Club elitaire is a million dollar show
Club elitaire girls and diamonds glow
I see you tonight my friend
At club elitaire
1. and 2. VERSE :
I want your body
And you shouldn't stop me
That beat is goin' on
And your eyes are tellin' me
Get close and start it
BRIDGE :
I know I make you mine
I can see you feel divine
I know I make you mine
Do you really like to
Shine shine shine at....
BREAKPART 1 :
I know you wanna dance
So come close
Dance
I know you wanna shake those hips
Come on let's pop that bottle of champagne
Let's get wild, freaky
Let's dance the whole night long
BREAKPART 2 :
Oh ya dancin'
Now ya dancin'
Now ya shakin' those hips
And now ya zippin' that champagne
Now ya doin' all of that
The night is not enough
Yeah, this night is not enough
Come on ever baby
Get closer
And let us really shake it
Yeah, let us really do it
All right, let me see
Let me see everything
You wanna do
Everything
Come on
song performed by by Lou Bega
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Skids Into A Fizz
The budget?
The budget as it is,
Has skidded into a fizz.
No one chooses to say 'flop'...
Hoping that a plot is schemed,
To return smiling and gleaming grins again...
To those so close to giving up.
The budget?
The budget as it is,
Has skidded into a fizz.
With a 'don't-plop-me-down-now-thud'!
And added fuss and frustration.
The budget?
We monthy cuss that budget.
That budget...
Has us all caught up in corruptness.
And feuding over turf outsourced and sold.
Long ago.
The budget?
Skids into a fizz.
And folks with lips poked...
Still want to feel,
They can pop...
More champagne.
The budget?
Skids into a fizz.
And folks with lips poked...
Still want to feel,
They can pop...
More champagne.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Michelle's Surprise
Michelle is a spinster in her thirties
she's lived and knows the score.
She'd finally found a likeable man,
divorced and single for sure.
She allowed herself several weeks
to ensure he was Mr Right.
Over shadowing all her past lovers,
he was sincere, loving, and bright.
For twelve weeks she lived in heaven,
until she discovered a lie.
He was using an on line dating service,
seeking relationships on the sly.
She thought, don't get mad get even,
and joined the same dating site.
As another woman she replied to his posting
and arranged a date for a Friday night.
Michelle saw her mark anxiously waiting,
like a lion at a table set for two.
Whilst champagne cooled in the bucket,
his ardour was showing through.
She calmly walked up to the table,
pulled out a chair and sat down.
'Hello Mark, what are you doing here? '
He twitched and anxiously looked around.
'Oh, I'm just waiting for someone.'
'Someone special I dare say, ' said Michelle,
'champagne suppers are so romantic,
especially when you expect to do well.'
'Michelle, what you are implying,
I'm just having dinner with a friend.'
'Well aren't you just a cheating liar,
I'm your date, and this is the end!
She took the champagne from the bucket
and emptied the contents on his head.
'I think this concludes our date nicely,
and there's nothing more to be said! '
poem by Orlando Belo
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Will You Remember?
Will you remember the dress I wore?
Will you remember my face?
Will you remember the lipstick I wore?
This world is a wonderful place
Will you remember the black limousine?
Will you remember champagne?
Will you remember the things that weve seen?
I will return here again
Will you remember the flowers in my hand?
Will you remember my hair?
Will you remember the future we planned?
The world is not waiting out there
I wont remember the dress I wore
I wont remember champagne
I wont remember the things that we swore
I will just love you in vain
Will you remember?
Will you recall?
song performed by by Cranberries
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Regret Or Champagne
No time is better,
Than the time right now we are in.
Any thought that strays
From a negative place yesterday...
Why do you insist,
Inviting it to make visits to sit?
You know it's going to accept...
Since a positive attitude you seem to reject,
Without regret or champagne to offer.
You go right ahead and whine!
Pass me that bottle...
I have a toast to make.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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About The Rules
they make the rules
and they break them
and here you are
sticking strictly
to every word
of the rule
last night
we were drinking
champagne and
we talk about
you
we were all laughing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Happy New Year!
I’ll put on the table a New Year tree,
The smell of pine needles will fill my flat.
Champagne, chocolate…and I’ll start my spree,
With three candles I’ll chat.
These candles will be my spiritual world,
The lonely party is always free.
My heart will be twirled and purled,
Curse of troubles these candles will be.
With champagne I’ll fill the crystal glass,
I’ll say many thanks to the old year.
You were generous but you’ve passed,
Now I’d like to say: “Good bye, my dear! ”
I will never forget you my old friend.
You’ve given me so many wonderful days
I’ve managed to overcome all troubles
I’ve happened to see beautiful rays.
Exactly at twelve I’ll make a wish.
I won’t ask for a golden fish
It will be my heart and soul agreement,
It will be my life’s equipment.
As anyone I would love to be happy.
As anyone I would love to dispel all doubts
To be always merry and cute,
To be out of danger and crazy shouts.
I would like a success enter everyone’s door
I would like the loved ones always be near.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
In the New Year everything should be clear.
Meet the New Year with a kind smile!
Don’t curse our sinful Earth!
Let the New Year be peaceful! Be agile!
Remember the day of Jesus Christ birth.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 30th of December,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Burgundy for kings, champagne for duchesses, claret for gentlemen.