Think of the Monorail song, but make a good one for the streetcar. I suck at this sort of thing otherwise I’d do it myself.
With my high starched collar And my high topped shoes And my hair Piled high upon my head
I went to lose a jolly Hour on the Trolley And lost my heart instead
With his light brown derby And his bright green tie He was quite The handsomest of men
I started to yen So I counted to ten Then I counted to ten again
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley Ding, ding, ding went the bell Zing, zing, zing went my heartstrings From the moment I saw him I fell
Chug, chug, chug went the motor Bump, bump, bump went the brake Thump, thump, thump went my heartstrings When he smiled I could feel the car shake
He tipped his hat And took a seat He said he hoped he hadn’t Stepped upon my feet
He asked my name I held my breath I couldn’t speak because He scared me half to death
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer Plop, plop, plop went the wheels Stop, stop, stop went my heartstrings
As he started to go Then I started to know How it feels When the universe reels
The day was bright The air was sweet The smell of honeysuckle Charmed you off your feet
You tried to sing But couldn’t squeak In fact, you loved him So you couldn’t even speak
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer Plop, plop, plop went the wheels Stop, stop, stop went my heartstrings
As he started to leave I took hold of his sleeve With my hand And as if it were planned
He stay on with me And it was grand just to stand With his hand holding mine Till the end of the line
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley Zing, zing, zing went my heart
Written by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane in 1944 and sung by Judy Garland in the movie “Meet me in St. Louis”
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Now please to edit it for references to brown flipflops, pabst blue ribbon, fro yo, burgers and popped collars.
references to brown flipflops, pabst blue ribbon, fro yo, burgers and popped collars
Plop, plop, plop – Chug, chug, chug – that’s the first 2
Straight rip-off but….
Well, sir, there’s nothing on earth
Like a genuine, bona fide
200 million pike trolley line
What’d I say?
Pike trolley line
What’s it called?
Pike trolley line
That’s right! Pike trolley line
Pike trolley line
Pike trolley line
Pike trolley line
But I hear the county is going broke
We’ll raise your taxes, was that a joke?
Will there be a smoking car?
Of course there’re won’t, where do you think you are?
What about the god awful traffic?
Driver’s aren’t our demographic
Were you sent here by the Devil?
I’m a board member’s cousin and I’m on the level
My brown flip flops have a broken strap
Then stand on one leg or take a nap,
Will it have an olympic pool?
That’s a great idea we’ll include that too
Pike trolley line
What’s it called?
Pike trolley line
Once again
Pike trolley line
But my power goes out in a stiff breeze
The call Dominion and don’t forget please
Pike trolley line
Pike trolley line
Pike trolley line
Pike trolley line
Also, someone with artistic skillz: How about designing a new flag for Arlington?
It can have a street car and a hamburger and pizza in the corner.
Discarded lines…
Is there a chance a bum might ride?
They’ll be living near Court House free with pride
Sir, someone touched me on my bottom
We’ll change our slogan from “Ride New Sodom”
What will happen if the train does crash?
By then the checks will have since long been cashed.
Couldn’t we just take the bus
We must press on after all the fuss
Discarded lines.
Is there a chance a bum might ride?
They’ll be living near Court House free with pride
Sir, someone touched me on my bottom
We’ll change our slogan from “Ride New Sodom”
What will happen if the train does crash?
By then the check will have since long been cashed.
Couldn’t we just take the bus
We must press on after all the fuss
Tried adding these discarded lines a few times to no avail. Pardon multiple copies.
Is there a chance a bum might ride?
They’ll be living near Court House free with pride
Sir, someone touched me on my bottom
We’ll change our slogan from “Ride New Sodom”
What will happen if the train does crash?
By then the check will have since long been cashed.
Couldn’t we just take the bus
We must press on after all the fuss
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