American Rhymes and Jingles

Trot, trot to Boston
To buy a loaf of bread
Trot, trot home again
The old trot's dead

A knife and a fork!
A bottle and a cork!
That's the way
To spell New York!

straight outta compton, crazy motherfucker named ice cube
in a gang called niggaz with attitude
when i'm called off
i got a sawed-off
squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off

Way down yonder on the Piankatank
The bullfrog jumped from bank to bank
And skinned his leg from shank to shank
Way down yonder on the Piankatank

Adam and Eve and Pinch-me-tight
Went out in the river to bathe
Adam and Eve were drowned-ed
Who do you think was saved?
Pinch-me-tight

I have a little sister; they call her "Peep Peep"
She wades in the ocean deep, deep, deep
She climbs up the mountain high, high, high
The poor little thing has only one eye

As I was standing in the street as quiet as could be,
A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me.

MILK MILK

LEMONADE

AROUND TEH CORNER FUDGE IS MADE.

Brusha brusha brusha
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there once was a man from nantucket
whose dick was so big he could suck it.
he said with a grin,
as he wiped off his chin,
if my ear was a cunt, i'd fuck it.

WHen you're going down the slide and your balls hit the side,
that's a rupture!
When you're walking down the hall and your balls hit the wall,
that's a rupture!
When you make a 1st down and your balls hit the ground
That's a rupture!
When you're sliding into first, and you feel something burst
Taht's a rupture!

Comet, it makes your bathroom stink
Comet, your toilet's favorite drink
Comet, it makes you vomit
So get some comet and vomet today

Comet, it makes your bathroom stink
Comet, your toilet's favorite drink
Comet, it makes you vomit
So get some comet and vomit today

Eazily I aproach, the microphone because I ain't no joke
Tell your momma to get off of my tip
I have no time to give her my dick
I'm gonna hold it
And walk around the stage and
If you fuck up I'm goin' to get my gauge and
Unload the barrel and laugh
Cuz I'm puttin' lead in your mothafuckin' ass
Psychopathic, but the ho's are attracted
Because when I'm on hard my dick's at least a yard
In the days of old I was a nut
Now I need at least 3 hos when I fuck
Cuz I do a check, nut 1 nut 2
Then I save my nut for when there's nothin' else to do
You're used to the crew, bitch
Cuz I would never quit
As soon as you think that's it I'm still talkin' shit

I got a fable that you need to listen to
It's a funky little rhyme about a bitch or a two
One Sharone and the other one Shine
I want to nut but which one do I want?
Shine said 'Eazy let me fuck you blind'
And Sharon said 'E I want to blow your mind'
I said fuck it, I know what should be done
Just pull your panties down and I'll fuck the biggest one
And then I get the other pussy put it in the freezer
So I can always have a on-hold skeezer
Get out to tick it, I do it like that
So I told the hos to take a big step back
Took the zipper down, I'z wide and said
Here's what I'm gonna put inside
Grab it like a rabbit, grab it let's wreck it
But I won't love you,
When I'm done I'd still be talkin' shit ...

Niggaz don't see I'm a 100% legit
And you know it ain't about all that bullshit
It's about fuckin' this bitch and that bitch
But not the bitch with the 7 day itch, like that ho'
Just throwin' me the pussy
She says she wants to do it like a doggy
She's bad, nobody is badder
But she got more crabs than a seafood platter
Bitch on the gang move, to skizz me
Just to say "I got fucked by Eazy"
So I slapped the ho like a pimp
I might be a women-beater but I'm not a pussy-eater
So when the shit hits the fan it's outta my mouth
You don't like what I'm talkin' about
All of ya'll can just suck my dick
You can quote me now cuz I'm still talkin' shit ..

Yankee Doodle, keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy

You put your right foot in,
You put your right foot out;
You put your right foot in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your left foot in,
You put your left foot out;
You put your left foot in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your right hand in,
You put your right hand out;
You put your right hand in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your left hand in,
You put your left hand out;
You put your left hand in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

U-G-L-Y YOU AIN'T GOT NO ALIBI, YOU UGLY! YOU UGLY!
M-A-M-A HOW YOU THINK YOU GOT THAT WAY? YO MAMA! YO MAMA!

99 bottles of beer on the wall
99 bottles of beer
take one down, pass it around
98 bottles of beer on the wall

Shoo, fly, don't bother me
Shoo, fly, don't bother me
Shoo, fly, don't bother me
For I belong to somebody

I know why your mooma don't wear no socks
A DING DONG
I saw where she took 'em off
A DING DONG
She threw them in the sky
A DING DONG
Superman refused to fly
A DING DONG

Put on the skillet,
Slip on the lid,
Mama's gonna make
A little short'nin' bread.
That ain't all
She's gonna do,
Mama's gonna make
A little coffee, too.

Mama's little baby loves
Short'nin', short'nin',
Mama's little baby loves
Short'nin' bread,
Mama's little baby loves
Short'nin', short'nin',
Mama's little baby loves
Short'nin' bread.

Three little children,
Lyin' in bed
Two were sick
And the other 'most dead
Sent for the doctor
And the doctor said,
"Give those children some
Short'nin' bread."

When those children,
Sick in bed,
Heard that talk
About short'nin' bread,
Popped up well
To dance and sing,
Skipped around and cut
The pigeon wing.

Slip to the kitchen,
Slip up the led,
Filled my pockets full of
Short'nin' bread;
Stole the skillet,
Stole the led,
Stole the gal makin'
Short'nin' bread.

Caught me with the skillet,
Caught me with the led,
Caught me with the gal makin'
Short'nin' bread;
Paid six dollars for the skillet,
Six dollars for the led,
Spent six months in jail eatin'
Short'nin' bread

buckeye the rabbit
shake it shake it
buckeye the rabbit
break it break it

HE LIKES THE KILLERS
AND ALL A.M. FILLER,
DRIVING TO THE STORE
JUST TO LISTEN TO MORE,
GROCERY LIST READY
HOLD HOLD HOLD STEADY
MR RADIO MAN --
THE KILLERS STILL STAND.

Trust Sleepy's ...
For the rest of your life

Crispy fries, bigger burgers
Cooked the way you want
At Roll-N-Roaster
The not-so-fast fast-food restaurant

Jelly belly custard and pizza pie,
all mixed together with a dead dog's eye.
Slam it on a pancake, nice and thick,
then eat it all up with a cup of sick.

Baa baa black sheep
have you any cotton?
No sir! No sir, its all gone rotten.
None for the master
none for the dame
and none for the little boy who lives down the drain.

Hogwarts Hogwarts Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us somthing please
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best
we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.

I asked my parents for 15 cents,
To see the platypus,
Jump the fence.
She jumped so high,
She touched the sky,
And didn't come back,
Till the Fourth of July.

Apples, peaches, pears, and plums
Tell me when your birthday comes.

Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black, black, black
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons
All down her back, back, back.
She asked her mother, mother, mother,
For fifteen cents, cents, cents,
To see the elephant, elephant, elephant,
Jump the fence, fence, fence.
He jumped so high, high, high.
He reached the sky, sky, sky,
And he never came back, back, back
Till the Fourth of July, lie, lie.

Chinese
Dirty knees
(repeat until someone's feelings get hurt.)
(then repeat until the 90s)

Ha.

Me Chinese, me play joke,
me put peepee in your coke.

My father, who is something of a classical scholar, taught me that the verse was originally medieval and Scottish. The verse is supposedly a kind of exorcism that has been garbled in translation, like "Hoc est corpus meum" became "hocus pocus".
: His explanation seems much more rational than any that I have seen on this forum or elsewhere, but I am having trouble finding etymological references for it and would be grateful for any assistance.

: The racial term that seems to be present predated slavery and originally meant the "black one" or the Devil.

: Here's the explanation he gave me:

: First line
: ----------
: "Eeny meeny miney mo"
: Inimicus animo is Latin for "enemy of the spirit".

: Second line
: -----------
: "Catch the nigger by the toe"
: Use of "the" this reinforces the concept that this refers to the Devil. It is further reinforced in that many variants use the term devil.

: Third line
: ----------
: "If he hollers let him go"
: This is the key line. If you catch or pinch a human toe, they will feel it and protest, but the Devil has a cloven hoof and therefore has no sensation in the toe. If the person tested cries out in pain it suggests that they are not the Devil and you should release them.

: As a racial slur the line is meaningless which helps to make the case that the origin is earlier and was not pejorative (except to the Devil, perhaps).

There's some discussion in the archives under "eeny." Here is all I know:

EENA, MEENA, MINA, MO or eeny, meeny, miny, mo - ".It is, of course, part of a counting-out expression used in children's games to determine who will be 'it' among a group of players. The full rhyme, probably dating back to the 19th century, was originally the insensitive (at best): 'Eena, meena, mina, mo,/Catch a nigger by the toe,/If he hollers, let him go,/Eena meena, mina, mo.' Sometimes the fourth line is "My mother says I should pick this here one,' and happily, the second line is much more frequently today 'Catch a tiger by the toe.' The rhyme is said, of course, with the counter pointing at each player in rotation with each word, the player who is last pointed at being 'it.' One tradition has it that counting-out rhymes are relics of formulas Druid priests used to choose human sacrifices." From "Encyclopedia of Word and Phrase Origins" by Robert Hendrickson (Facts on File, New York, 1997).

beans, beans, the musical fruit
the more you eat, the more you toot