Newsgroup: it.cultura.linguistica.inglese
Titolo: Song for Johanna

Imagine this,sung by a comedian in white tails sitting before a big piano
with an Elton Johnish-Billy Joelish
voice :
Song for Johanna
Tomorrow we'll be married,
You will be my wife,
There should be no secrets 'tween a husband and a wife,
Before we take our wedding vows upon our wedding day
I've written in this little song the things I have to say :
The nymphomaniac in Manchester was just a passing fling
Two whole days of rap and sex,it didn't mean a thing
And that little irritation that makes you feel so blue
Think of it as a wedding gift from her to me to you.
I'll love you as endless,a love that never fails
I'll stop corresponding with that cheap from New South Wales
I've written to the hockey team to tell them that we're through,
My half filled jar of jellies just for you.
I love you dear Johanna and I love your family
Your two attractive sisters, they showed their love for me,
And when your father caught us I thought he'd be annoyed,
Well , he put on a pair of high heeled shoes and took a polaroid.
I'll never be unfaithful, I'll never cause you pain,
No matter how she begs me I'll never hump your mum again
And all of my experience for you I will provide
Tomorrow on our honeymoon, when we play Here comes the Bride !
From a Hale and Pace Show
Transcript by
Salvatore Santangelo
All rights Reserved
P.S.
Scherzavo sugli All rights Reserved

You will be my wife,
[.....]

Bambi (slightly concerned for our own Fanatical-Slang-Fan-Sal)
Me too. Burn those Hale and Pace videos Sal. You know it makes sense.
Harry

Me too. Burn those Hale and Pace videos Sal. You know it makes sense.
<<Granada Plus (the ideal channel for an old grumpy old man like me) has
recently stopped broadcasting
Hale and Pace re-runs, so don't fret about me, I'm safe.
You know it all began when I went on a tour,
trying to find some furniture.
I followed a sign,
It said beautiful chest,
it led to a lady that showed me her best.
Sal the Reverend
Before you call me a sexual maniac I was quoting one of the musical
masterpieces of the English Culture.
(Popwise, naturally)

 Tomorrow on our honeymoon, when we play Here comes the Bride !
non ti saro' mai infedele, non ti causero' mai dolore
e non importa quanto rompera', non "hump" tua madre di nuovo
e tutta la mia esperienza e' a tua disposizione?
domani in luna di miele, quando canteremo "Ecco la Sposa"!

 domani in luna di miele, quando canteremo "Ecco la Sposa"!
quando giocheremo a "Viene la Sposa".
Mary
--
I chop down trees, I wear high heels, suspendies and a bra...

I chop down trees, I wear high heels, suspendies and a bra...
<<<<The Lumberjack song by Monthy Python !!!
           Someone who knows her ropes , eventually.
             You are the real McCoy Mary Cassidy.
            P.S. Wasn't it suspenders ?
                     But I guess I'm wrong
           And now for something completely different
          Bye
          Sal

>>Alas! Poor Sal, I knew him well.
[.....]
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 quando giocheremo a "Viene la Sposa".
Non avevo pensato a "to come" ;)
Non e' che "Here comes the bride" e' usato in chiesa quando la sposa arriva
sul serio? Li dove qui si sussurra "Ecco la sposa" aggiungendo normalmente
"com'e' bella" ;)

behalf and I shall continue to hope most earnestly for your swift recovery.
<<The reason why I'm as nutty as a fruicake is not a subject suitable for
ICLIng.
     I guess I will be able to live the shame down, though.
     Yours
     Sal


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