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Another Snippet from a Conversation
Yet another glimpse into the way my parents and I talk to each other:
Me: I have mush in my brain.
Abba: (singing) Mush in my brain/mush from Havana
Me: Havana? You know, we have a song about a happy, Jewish girl who goes down to Cuba.
Abba: Oh?
Me: Yeah... it's very frequently played at weddings.
Abba: (thinks a moment) Havana Gila?
Me: I have mush in my brain.
Abba: (singing) Mush in my brain/mush from Havana
Me: Havana? You know, we have a song about a happy, Jewish girl who goes down to Cuba.
Abba: Oh?
Me: Yeah... it's very frequently played at weddings.
Abba: (thinks a moment) Havana Gila?
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*falls off chair*
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::dusts you off::
This is why my parents and I get along well... :-)
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Heh. And I see where you get it from now, too. ;-)
TTO: Running Down To Cuba
way, me boys, for Cuba!
She only runs with the boys who've had milah!
and we're running down to Cuba!
Chorus:
On a Kosher Cruise we are bound away
Way me boys for Cuba!
Rise for shachris at the breaking of the day
As we're running down to Cuba!
I love to dance with my Havana Gila
Way me boys for Cuba
A shame that she's shomeret n'giah!
and we're running down to Cuba!
Chorus
(NB: the meter only works if you use American Ashkenazic pronunciation for the transliterated words. And yeah, V2 is a false rhyme, but I couldn't resist.)
Re: TTO: Running Down To Cuba
"She only runs with the bachurim with milah"
Re: TTO: Running Down To Cuba
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