Some pollies get better with age, some get trickier, not getting there by being good and right always – ‘It Ain’t Necessarily So’. To get into Hebben
Don’ snap for a sebben !
Live clean ! Don’ have no fault !
Oh, I takes dat gospel
Whenever it’s pos’ble
But wid a grain of salt
Methus’lah lived nine hundred years
Methus’lah lived nine hundred years
But who calls dat livin’
When no gal will give in
To no man what’s nine hundred years ?
“I have a band of men and all they do is play for me
They come from miles around to hear them play a melody
Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you
And if you’re with the one you love this is what you do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars
And very soon you know just where you are
Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars
When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Guitars are made for love my band of men will always say
So give each one a pretty girl and they will start to play
Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you
And if you’re with the one you love this is what to do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars
And very soon you know just where you are
Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars
When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Ooh, let me tell you now
Dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars
Hmm, come on, everybody,
Dance dance dance to my ten guitars…”
TVNZs’ answer to Paddy Gower Has Issues.
Marriage of inconvenience
“ Love me with all of your heart,
Or not at all…”
“ You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream”. C.S.Lewis.
“ Experience doesn’t count”, Chloe Swarbrick.
“ Oh yeah? “ Me.
Some men are like wine, they get better with age.
Most do not
Some pollies get better with age, some get trickier, not getting there by being good and right always – ‘It Ain’t Necessarily So’.
To get into Hebben
Don’ snap for a sebben !
Live clean ! Don’ have no fault !
Oh, I takes dat gospel
Whenever it’s pos’ble
But wid a grain of salt
Methus’lah lived nine hundred years
Methus’lah lived nine hundred years
But who calls dat livin’
When no gal will give in
To no man what’s nine hundred years ?
I’m preachin’ dis sermon to show
It ain’t nessa, ain’t nessa
Ain’t nessa, ain’t nessa
Ain’t necessarily so !
https://genius.com/George-gershwin-it-aint-necessarily-so-lyrics
“I have a band of men and all they do is play for me
They come from miles around to hear them play a melody
Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you
And if you’re with the one you love this is what you do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars
And very soon you know just where you are
Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars
When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Guitars are made for love my band of men will always say
So give each one a pretty girl and they will start to play
Beneath the stars my ten guitars will play a song for you
And if you’re with the one you love this is what to do
Oh, dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars
And very soon you know just where you are
Through the eyes of love you see a thousand stars
When you dance, dance, dance, to my ten guitars
Ooh, let me tell you now
Dance, dance, dance to my ten guitars
Hmm, come on, everybody,
Dance dance dance to my ten guitars…”
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