There’s a holdout in the Bronx, Brooklyn’s broken out in fights. There’s a traffic jam in Harlem that’s backed up to Jackson Heights. There’s a Scout troop short a child, Khrushchev’s due at Idelwyld… Car 54, where are you?<\/p>\n
Hey, hey, hey! It’s Fat Albert! Now I’m gonna sing a song for you, and this is gonna show you a thing or two. You’ll have some fun now With me and the gang, learning from each other While we do our thing. Na na na gonna have a good time! Na na na gonna have a good time! Hey, hey, hey! This is Bill Cosby coming out with music and fun and if you’re not careful, you may learn something before it’s done! Hey, hey, hey!<\/p>\n
It’s time to play the music, it’s time to light the lights. It’s time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight! It’s time to put on makeup, it’s time to dress up right. It’s time to raise the curtain on the Muppet Show tonight. Why do we always come here? I guess we’ll never know. It’s like a kind of torture to have to watch the show! And now let’s get things started – why don’t you get things started? It’s time to get things started on the most sensational inspirational celebrational Muppetational… This is what we call the Muppet Show!<\/p>\n
What ever happened to predictability? The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV. Everywhere you look, everywhere you go, there’s a heart, a hand to hold onto. Everywhere you look, everywhere you go. There’s a face of somebody who needs you.
\nEverywhere you look, when you’re lost out there and you’re all alone, a light is waiting to carry you home, Everywhere you look. Everywhere you look.<\/p>\n
Look for the Union Label when you are buying a coat, dress, or blouse. Remember, somewhere our union’s sewing, our wages going to feed the kids, and run the house. We work hard, but who’s complaining. Thanks to the I.L.G. we’re paying our way. So always look for the Union Label. It means we’re able to make it in the U.S.A.!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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