I’m Popeye the sailor man,
I live in a jar of jam,
The jam is so sticky
It sticks to me willie,
I’m Popeye the sailor man.
Tagged People: Mr Dodger
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August 23rd, 2011 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Popeye the sailor man,
I live in a jar of jam,
The jam is so sticky
It sticks to me willie,
I’m Popeye the sailor man.
Tagged People: Mr Dodger
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August 21st, 2011 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Popeye the penis man
I live in a porno can
I’m gay to the finish
Because I eat too much spinach
I’m Popeye the naked man!
Tagged People: Sabre
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August 8th, 2011 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
Stop Dissing Poor Popeye
He’s an innocent Sailor Man
His Spinach Maybe Marijuana
But He’s Popeye The Nice Sailorman
Tagged People: A Popeye Fan
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September 21st, 2007 The Typical Aussie Bloke Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Buck the hillbilly man
(hiyolk)
I have buck teeth and dress in flee-bitten old clothes
(hiyolk)
I live on moonshine and a packet of pork rinds
I’m Buck the hillbilly man
I’m Buck the hillbilly man
(hiyolk)
My home is a shack in old hick town
(hiyolk)
I’m armed with a shotgun to buckshot trespassers keisters
I’m Buck the hillbilly man
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September 21st, 2007 The Typical Aussie Bloke Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Bill the fat construction worker man
I live on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
When I use my jackhammer my plumber’s crack is exposed
I’m Bill the fat construction worker man
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September 21st, 2007 The Typical Aussie Bloke Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m popoff the farting man
(fart-fart)
I live on eggs and baked beans
(fart-fart)
I light up my farts and blowtorch me mates
I’m popoff the farting man
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September 21st, 2007 The Typical Aussie Bloke Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I wear a pair of thongs
(Oi! Oi!)
Stubby shorts and shearer’s singlet
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I drive a Kingswood ute
(Oi! Oi!)
Down to the pub to get pissed with me mates
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I live in old rusty tin roof farm house
(Oi! Oi!)
I watch footy on TV while drinkin a slab of VB
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I have a beer gut
(Oi! Oi!)
Because I live on beer and meat pies and am a lazy bloke
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I like to hang out at the cricket
(Oi! Oi!)
To boo the opposite team and launch beer cans at them
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I own a cattle dog
(Oi! Oi!)
He’s name is Bluey and he barks 24/7
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I own a dunny can
(Oi! Oi!)
It stinks of shit and piss because I never clean it out
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I worship footy and cricket
(Oi! Oi!)
Because Shane Warn is god and Plugger is the devil
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I’m Robbo the yobbo man
(Oi! Oi!)
I’m a fat lazy ocker that doesn’t give a shit
I’m Robbo the YOBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOO MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!!!!!
(Oi! Oi!)
(Aussie Aussie Aussie!!! Oi Oi Oi!!!)
Tags: yobbo
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m popeye the sailor man
I shove my hand up his can
I am really gay
Cuz I kiss men all day
Im popeye the gay spinache dude who…eats spinach to be all buff so he can get olive oyl but thats just an exuse cuz he like men…because hes gay…the sailor man…TOOT TOOT!
Tagged People: retard ON strike
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
Popeye the sailor man,
I live in a garbage can,
Rub fish on my thong then Put it on,…
Popeye the sailor man
Tagged People: Mr. Person
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Popeye the sailor man
I live in a caravan
I turned on the gas
and blew up my ass
I’m popeye the saloir maaaaaaaan
Tagged People: crackhead
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Saddam the dictator man.
The U.S. is shooting missles up my can.
I gas my own people, cause’ I’m awfully evil.
I’m Saddam the dictator man.
Tagged People: Uncle Sam
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Popeye the sailor man,
my taste in women is bland.
I like olive oyl, is she really a goyl ?
She sure ain’t no venus, she might have a penis !
I’m popeye the confused as to what sex Olive Oyl is and why I’m even attracted to her and always figthing Bluto over her … Sailor Man.
Tagged People: Captain Super
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September 21st, 2007 Boxtop11 Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m Popeye the Salior Man
I moved in with Sam I Am
This guy’s a real jackass
So I killed him in Chem class
I’m Popeye the Salior Man!
OLE!
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’m popeye the sailor man
I live in a garbage can
I smell lots of odor
Cause I live near the boarder
I’m popeye the salior man
Tagged People: Sam
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September 21st, 2007 A Squackler Posted in (F) Popeye Songs, Poetry and Songs No Comments »
I’M POPEYE THE SAILOR MAN
GOT MARRIED TO A MAN
AND I DON’T KNOW WHY
I CHANGED MY SEX
NOW I’M POPEYE THE GAY SAILOR MAN
Tagged People: EMMA AKA OLIVE
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