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I en liten bot - sittar vi och kyssar Midt på Øresund - sidder to forelsked' bøsser En elskovsstund på Öresund kys mig med din fuldskægsmund Javist, min danska ven För vi knulla ut på sundet - det' vor hemliga tradition Vi kæler lidt og nusser blidt - och smager lidt på korven hos verandre Smak på korven min Hov, hvad er nu det - der' en båd der kommer nærmer' Se det norske flaget - der är en enlig mann i boten Hej med dig, jeg hetter Kjell - får jeg vare med i kvell? Ja ja naturligvis För vi knullar ut' på sundet - det er godt at vare tre Bäten vipper litt, vi boller blidt och ni kan tro vi får den i kanalen i kanalen Ja, vi knullar ut' på sundet - får jeg bappe på din orm? Ja, guf min gren, så den bli'r ren - og hold om mig og sig jeg er jeres krammebjørn Vor krammebjørn Ja, vi knullar ut' på sundet - vi har et kjæmpe homsetref Du er så smuk, får jeg se din kuk Det kan du tro jeg har ikke noe bukser på Ikke nogen bukser på Nu har vi knullat ut' på sundet - og dyrket numsegymnastik Vi ses igjen, adjö min ven Ja næste lørdag knullar vi på Öresund Nok engang, nok engang

[Vers 1] Min tissemand er meget lang, men meget tynd Ved ikke, hvor jeg skal slutte eller begynd' I horisontens skær der syntes den så fjern Men tættere på siger den hej [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da [Vers 2] Ved siden af et syv tommers vandrør, er den en nål Ved siden af en blåhval, er den en ål Nu hedder den Peer Gynt, som Norge, langt og tyndt I Dovregubbens Hal [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundlighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da See upcoming pop shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like RTW Lamin Generationen Der Ikke Må Heile Red Warszawa Åndsfraværende Folkeparti Red Warszawa [Vers 3] Min pik har været en tur i Sverige, på besøg En tur til Italien, se Venedig og dø De tre tenorer sang, jo, den er tynd og lang Og Daimi, hun ga' dem ret [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da [Omkvæd] Min pik den er så lang som Brøndby strand Og folk går rundt på grådens rand Af ren misundelighed Men de skal vide ren besked For hvis det her skal bære frugt Skal du være dyb som Køge bugt La da da da da da da da

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skiftevis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

Dette er en meget sørgelig historie Om en mand ved navn, Skipper Bent Som led skiftevis ude for Møns Klint. Skibet sank ude for Møns Klint Der kom en kæmpe meteor Og slog hans skib til pindebrænde Og bølgerne de sprøjtede Og han var ved at drukne Men han så et lys komme oppe fra Og han vidste han var reddet. Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Op på bredden, stod en jomfru Og reddede ham I land Hun var fra negerland Og åh den stakkels mand Hun var jo ondskaben selv Ja det gik gruligt galt Hun var kannibal Og putted' ham I gryden Og hun slikked' sig Om munden og grinte "HAHAHA" Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x2 Nu var han blev't kogt og det var ikke godt Så hun stegte ham på panden Han begyndt at skrig' som en lille pi' Og sagde "AV FOR FANDEN" Så tog hun hans pik og krydder'd den engang Før hun rev den af med en pølsetang Hun gnaskede hans stang Men kun en enkelt gang For hun fik creme I munden Vores Skipper Bent Han bli'r næppe glemt For han var en Tapper sømand x6

Folk de siger, at søndag er familiens dag. Men hvad med os eneboere, som ikke deler tag? Nogle bliver sørgmodige, nogle bliver triste, andre tyer til gøremål, mange bliver liggende. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Vers 2 Kaffe på altanen, en bog i ro og fred, eller en tur i skoven, bare dig og dit eget sted. Ingen siger, du skal noget, bare gør, hvad du vil. Giv plads til lidt glæde, og mærk søndagsfredens spil. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Bro Sæt musikken på, dans i dit køkken. Syng højt, selvom naboen hører dit brøl! Glem, hvad de siger, søndag er din, skab din egen melodi – så fin. Refræn Men hvem har bestemt, at søndag skal være sådan? Nej, hør mit råd, og tag proppen af. For søndag kan sagtens blive en dejlig dag! Outro Ja, søndag kan sagtens, blive en dejlig dag. Bare gør, hvad der gør dig glad!"

Sure! Here's a fun, lighthearted song about Caleb, embracing humor and creativity while keeping things light-hearted: --- **"The Ballad of Caleb's Belly"** *(A Song About Caleb's Size)* *(Verse 1)* Well, Caleb wakes up in the morning light, Says, "I’ll need two eggs, toast, and extra fries." His pants don't fit, but he don’t mind, He's a big ol' guy, with a big ol' smile. He says, "I've got room for one more plate," And when he eats, you know it’s never late. He's got more rolls than a bakery shop, But when he laughs, the whole world stops! *(Chorus)* Oh, Caleb, Caleb, how big you’ve grown, You’ve got a belly like a hot air balloon! From your toes to your chin, you’re a sight to see, The world can’t help but laugh with glee. Oh, Caleb, Caleb, you’re a heavyweight, With your big ol' heart and your big ol' plate. You bring the joy, you bring the fun, So here’s to Caleb, second helpings, everyone! *(Verse 2)* He’s the king of the couch, the snack king too, Every movie night, he’s the first in the queue. You can’t miss him; he’s hard to ignore, With a mountain of chips and a milkshake galore. He's got a smile that’ll light up the room, And a belly that rumbles like thunder at noon. He says, “I don’t mind, I’m happy and free, Just pass me the pizza, I’ll take two, maybe three!” *(Chorus)* Oh, Caleb, Caleb, how big you’ve grown, You’ve got a belly like a hot air balloon! From your toes to your chin, you’re a sight to see, The world can’t help but laugh with glee. Oh, Caleb, Caleb, you’re a heavyweight, With your big ol' heart and your big ol' plate. You bring the joy, you bring the fun, So here’s to Caleb, second helpings, everyone! *(Bridge)* Maybe one day you’ll slim down a bit, But Caleb’s too busy having a fit! With laughter and joy, he’ll never grow cold, Because the best part of Caleb is his heart of gold. *(Chorus)* Oh, Caleb, Caleb, how big you’ve grown, You’ve got a belly like a hot air balloon! From your toes to your chin, you’re a sight to see, The world can’t help but laugh with glee. Oh, Caleb, Caleb, you’re a heavyweight, With your big ol' heart and your big ol' plate. You bring the joy, you bring the fun, So here’s to Caleb, second helpings, everyone! *(Outro)* So here's to Caleb, no shame, no frown, You’re the biggest heart in this whole town! Let’s raise a toast, we’re not in a rush, Here’s to Caleb—eat up, and hush! --- This song keeps things playful and embraces Caleb's fun-loving personality! Let me know if you'd like to tweak it!

[Verse] Spilled my coffee on my shirt this morning Thought it was sugar but it was salt I'm adoring Tripped on my shoelace missed the bus oh no Life is funny how it keeps the fun on show [Chorus] Laugh it up laugh it up we can't rewind Silly moments stick forever in our mind Do a jig wear a wig oh who'd have thought That life's a comedy waiting to be caught [Verse] Stuck in traffic cows just crossed my lane A pigeon stole my sandwich now I'm insane Phone went for a swim now it's out of line These goofy times make my heart just shine [Chorus] Laugh it up laugh it up we can't rewind Silly moments stick forever in our mind Do a jig wear a wig oh who'd have thought That life's a comedy waiting to be caught [Bridge] Wearing two different socks joined a serious meeting Sent a selfie as an email what a funny greeting Burned my dinner trying to fry some ice Life with quirks is kinda nice [Chorus] Laugh it up laugh it up we can't rewind Silly moments stick forever in our mind Do a jig wear a wig oh who'd have thought That life's a comedy waiting to be caught

शिव शंकर,शंभू, namah शिवाय, हे बाबा जागा श्री शिवाय namastubhyam,हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर शंभू namah shivay,हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर शंभू, हे नीलकंठ बाबा namah shivay,हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर शंभू namah शिवाय, हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर शंभू, हे त्रिपुरारि namah शिवाय ,हे बाबा जागा श्री शिवाय शिवाय namastubhyam,हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर बाबा namah शिवाय, हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर बाबा viswanath namah shivay , हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर , भोले बाबा namah शिवाय, हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर, हे दीनानाथ namah शिवाय ,हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर, हे उमापति namah शिवाय, हे बाबा जागा शिव शंकर, हे भोलेनाथ namah शिवाय,हे बाबा जागा

Verse 1: We went to Cleveland, saw Hadestown, Orpheus and Eurydice, love all around. I’m just a swamp-dwelling, grumpy old soul, But with you, I felt like I might lose control. Chorus: After the show, you turned to me, With eyes full of wonder, and a grin so free. You said, "Will you marry me, my dear?" I looked at you like, "What is this, some kind of joke here?" Verse 2: Walking down the street, a real good time, But I thought, “This can’t be real, must be a crime!” You looked at me with that puppy dog stare, Like you just caught me mid-‘ogre’ hair. Chorus: After the show, you turned to me, With eyes full of wonder, could it be? You said, "Will you marry me, my dear?" I laughed and said, "Wait, are you serious here?" Bridge: Orpheus and Eurydice, a tale so sweet, But I live in a swamp, and like my meat! You, all shiny and sweet, asking for my hand, I thought, “Are we in a fairy tale land?” Verse 3: You took my hand, and I felt a spark, Wait, you're real? Not some prince in the dark? With a grin, I said, "You really mean it?" "Yes!" you said, "I want to keep it." Chorus: After the show, you turned to me, With eyes full of wonder, could it be? You said, "Will you marry me, my dear?" I laughed and said, "You’re not joking, I fear!" Outro: Layne and Alex, we’re not that neat, But together, we make a pretty cool beat. From Cleveland to forever, let’s get it right, Two ogres in love, ready to fight. In love, and in life, we’ll make our mark, Layne and Alex, it’s our own sweet arc!

Yo, look at these ducks, waddlin’ like they own the block, But let me tell you somethin’, they schemin’ round the clock. Quackin’ like a menace, but they’re playin’ dumb as hell, Behind those beady eyes, there’s a master plan to rebel. Bread? Nah, they don’t want your stale-ass slice, They’re building duck armies, takin’ humans by surprise. Floatin’ on the lake, but they’re packin’ heat inside, Feathers are a front—yo, they’re planning genocide. Chorus Ducks are evil, don’t let ‘em deceive you, Wings of chaos, quackin’ like they need you. Doom’s on the horizon, better heed the warning, Or it’s Duckpocalypse by tomorrow morning. Verse 2 A mallard pulled up, yo, tried to flex on me, With his orange-ass feet like he owns the street. Thinkin’ it’s a joke? Nah, ducks don’t play, They’ve been plotting on humans since their first egg day. Swans are in on it too, they’re just ducks in disguise, Elegant assassins with murder in their eyes. They’ll drown your dog, sabotage your plans, Leave a trail of feathers, then blame it on the clans. Bridge Yo, they got allies—geese, pigeons, and crows, It’s an avian cartel, that’s how the power flows. They’re messin’ with the weather, controlling the rain, Every storm cloud is a duck campaign. Chorus Ducks are evil, don’t let ‘em deceive you, Wings of chaos, quackin’ like they need you. Doom’s on the horizon, better heed the warning, Or it’s Duckpocalypse by tomorrow morning. Verse 3 Wake up, mankind, don’t ignore the signs, Every pond’s a warzone, every river’s a mine. They act so innocent, floatin’ on streams, But they’re killin’ the ecosystem, crushin’ our dreams. Don’t trust the beak, they’re freaks with an agenda, Stealin’ all the fish, actin’ like they’re the defender. Round up the ducks, send ‘em into exile, Before they turn the Earth into their hostile lifestyle. Outro Yo, ducks gotta go, it’s the only solution, Stop the duck uprising, prevent the revolution. Feathers in the wind, man, it’s them or us, Let’s end their evil reign before it turns to dust. Chorus (Final) Ducks are evil, don’t let ‘em deceive you, Wings of chaos, quackin’ like they need you. Doom’s on the horizon, better heed the warning, Or it’s Duckpocalypse by tomorrow morning. Quack, quack—nah, cut that noise.

[Verse 1 (First Singer)] Late at night, I replay it all in my head, The words I didn’t say, the things I should’ve said. You were my spark, my rhythm, my muse, But I got caught up, and I made us lose. Dancing in the rain, we lit the street on fire, Your laugh was the beat, your love, my only desire. But I stood silent when I should've fooooooought, Now I’m left with nothing but this empty thoooooooought. [Lift/Pre-Chorus (First Singer)] I should’ve told you, should’ve made you stay, But my silence let you slip away. Now the echoes of our laughter haunt me so, How do I let you know? [Chorus (Both Singers)] I miss you, I miss us, the way we used to feel, Spinning under neon lights, nothing felt so real. I’m sorry for the pain, for the things I didn’t do, But I still believe in me and you. I miss you, I miss us, the rhythm of our hearts, Dancing through the highs and lows, never fell apart. Now I’m standing here, hoping for a chance, Can we find our way back to our last dance? [Verse 2 (Second Singer)] Every picture on the wall, every memory’s clear, (clear) Your voice in my mind, like you’re still here. We’d stay up ‘til dawn, laughing till we’d cry, (cry!) Now I’m staring at the ceiling, asking myself why. (Why!) Your hand in mine, the warmth of your touch, Those moments were everything, they meant so much. I let you down, I broke the groooooooooove, Now I’m hoping it’s not too late to prooooooooove. (Ooooo!) [Lift/Pre-Chorus (Second Singer)] I should’ve held on (on!), should’ve let you know (know!), You were the one, my heart, my soul. Now I’m singing out loud (loud!), I need you back, (back) Can we find the track? [Chorus (Both Singers)] I miss you (you you you!), I miss us, the way we used to feel (feeeeel!), Spinning under neon lights, nothing felt so real. I’m sorry for the pain, for the things I didn’t do,(oooo!) But I still believe in me and you. I miss you (you!), I miss us, the rhythm of our hearts, Dancing through the highs and lows, never fell apart (oooo!). Now I’m standing here (oooo!), hoping for a chance, (oooo!) Can we find our way back to our last dance? [Bridge (Both Singers)] Let’s rewind the record, play our favorite song, Where we held each other, where nothing felt wrong. I’ll make it right, I’ll prove it to you, The rhythm of love, let’s start anew. [Final Chorus (Both Singers)] I miss you (ooooo!), I miss us, the way we used to feel, Spinning under neon lights, nothing felt so real.(oooo!) I’m sorry for the pain, for the things I didn’t do, But I still believe in me and you. (Ooo!) I miss you (youuuuu!), I miss us, the rhythm of our hearts, (oooo!) Dancing through the highs and lows, never fell apart. (Oooo!) Now I’m standing here, hoping for a chance, (ooo!) Can we find our way back to our last dance? [Outro (Both Singers)] I miss you, I miss us... The rhythm of love... I miss us