Thom Forbes

Dr. M. Foxman has just returned from a piscatory expedition bearing a jar of anchovies, an Arctic char (purchased at Pisacano's on South Broadway) and a song he learned around the campfire whilst downing Utica Clubs with the boys. It is called the Boogaloo Song, and here's a film of him singing it with his fishing pals. He has modified it somewhat and suggests that we give it a whirl tomorrow at my house. His version goes like this

The Bobaloo Song  

Lyrics: (have everyone stand in a circle linking arms around their cronies' shoulders or waists. everyone stomps their feet loudly as marching in place to the beat.)

(when the leader yells out, everyone else has their heads bowed. They raise their heads to yell out "What's that you say?")

Leader: Let me see your Bobaloo!

All: What's that you say?

Leader: I say, Let me see your Bobaloo!

All: What's that you say?

Leader: I say, Let me see your Bobaloo!

All: What's that you say?

All: (everyone unlinks arms and boogies around ) I say, ooh, ah ah ah, ooh. Ooh, ah ah ah, ooh.

Leader: (to get everyone linked back up and start their feet stomping again) Aaaand, we're marching, we're marching, we're marching, marching, marching

Additional Verses:

Let me see your Moosecock.

Let me see you Drink Single Malt Scotch.

Let me see your cards, Wolf.

Let me see you Play Low George.

... more as you can imagine.