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No,
not a contest. |
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These
days, what with |
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-
the internet |
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- punctilious
if not trigger-happy music journalists |
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- hooligan
fans |
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- killjoys
by disposition |
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...
well, let's just say we've learned
our lesson, it's crazy anymore to hinge
anything of actual value on a game
of information that can go bust so
quick and so bad. |
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So
instead, perhaps some of you can just
have a little MadLibs fun with a few "Circus
Money" lyrics,
and your imagination. |
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Words or phrases
in red, and all blanks ( _____ )
come from the "Circus Money" lyrics,
in no particular order.
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G
I R L
S G O T O T H E S E A |
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Betsy
Button was running
late.
She was off to spend a day at the beach
with her old friend Audrey Jean Regan. |
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She stuffed
her duffle quickly.
Sunscreen? Yep. _____ towel ?
Check.
She packed up the Dylan and
the _____ and the _____. |
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She eyed
the undone items on her to-do list:
she needs 3 _____ , 3
_____ , 3 _____ ,
3 _____ ---
But she would have to do without them. |
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Betsy was
good at doing without.
As she pulled onto the street she wondered:
who will render
my _____ _____? |
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* * * *
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She took
the freeway through the endless
sprawl.
This old town goes
on and on, she thought.
She was
cut off at her exit by
some guy driving a _____ _____ |
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Arriving
at the beach, Betsy was relieved to see
that
Audrey had left her _____ Irish
Setter dog at home. |
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They settled
down in a spot by the concession stand
at the foot of _____ Street . |
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After a
bit, Betsy asked: "How
was your date
with that selfish
Gene?" |
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"His
name wasn't Gene," Audrey said,
"_____
was his name-o" |
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"We
didn't have an atom of chemistry" she
continued.
"In fact, I think he's nothing but
a half-crazed
_____ fool." |
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Audrey
had been rummaging through her
bag and,
finally pulling
out a _____
_____ ,
took a mighty huff. |
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"I
had him on the balls
of his ass at one point"
Audrey
resumed, growing agitated,
"but Gene don't
lick no _____ ,
if you know what
I mean". |
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Then she
wailed to the sky:
"Why must every time I turn
my _____ around,
some bastard come and _____ my _____ _____?! |
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More self-pity. Listen
friend, this is no damn picnic,
Betsy thought, but decided to let it go. |
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So she
said only this:
"Modern Love: it's a
real good theory, but give me
a date with _____ any
day". |
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And so
the afternoon wore on,
glowing like a _____ in the _____. |
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"Look
at that sand castle over there" Betsy
said.
It sort of looks like a permanent
picture of your _____ in cement |
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After a
bit, Betsy suggested
packing it in, and Audrey
agreed, saying,
"You know it's time to go when the
sky is turning _____
and _____ over. " |
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Besides,
neither one of them had any desire to
watch
some hobo take a _____ _____ |
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But Betsy
was a bit concerned.
Over the course of the afternoon, Audrey had downed
a glass of _____ wine,
a _____ and
tonic,
a sip
of _____ , a glass of
_____ , and
some cheap _____ ---
a lot of booze.
Not to mention that huff from the _____
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"Can
you drive ok?" Betsy asked.
"Can you find your way
back home?"
But Audrey was already gunning the gas
and
on her way -- no doubt to her next
burnout _____.
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It
all goes wrong in a hurry,
Betsy thought as she fiddled with the car
radio.
No point going down
in the _____ _____ .
No: she was aiming for clarity
and _____ instead.
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Traffic
was light now, as was her mood.
With any luck, she just
might get home in time
to catch the _____ late
show, curled up with a nice
hot cup of _____.
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And that,
dear Mad-Libbers, is our girl Betsy in
a nutshell: |
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She
stays cool, if not _____ . |
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Lyrics
by Walter Becker and Larry Klein, © 2007
Zeon Music (ASCAP)
and Exegesis Music /Chrysalis Music (ASCAP).
Used by Permission
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