In #18 Kosh's Shadow said: How about 16 tons! (jukebox 1) Six Foot Space —apologies to Tennessee Ernie Ford and “Sixteen Tons”
You keep six-foot space, what do yet? A semi-assurance you’ve got no virus yet St. Peter, don’t you call me, ‘cause I can’t go I’ve got toilet paper on reserve at the store
I woke up one morning and the town was locked down I walked out my front door and ambled around I had to keep six feet away from everyone So how’s a young fellow ‘sposed to have any fun?
You keep six-foot space, what do yet? A semi-assurance you’ve got no virus yet St. Peter, don’t you call me, ‘cause I can’t go I’ve got toilet paper on reserve at the store
You meet folks on the street and you both do a dance That’s what they call “observing social distance” When you get home don’t dare to touch your hands to your eyes Until you’re sure you’ve been thoroughly sanitized
You keep six-foot space, what do yet? A semi-assurance you’ve got no virus yet St. Peter, don’t you call me, ‘cause I can’t go I’ve got toilet paper on reserve at the store
You can’t walk around unless you have a mask You can’t work unless you have an essential task You just have to hunker down and shelter in place And try to recall what it’s like seeing a face
You keep six-foot space, what do yet? A semi-assurance you’ve got no virus yet St. Peter, don’t you call me, ‘cause I can’t go I’ve got toilet paper on reserve at the store
You can’t go to a restaurant to eat some food Can’t go to the park or to the beach if you're in the mood Try to go to a church, they’ll hit you with a fine So just stay at home and order online
You keep six-foot space, what do yet? A semi-assurance you’ve got no virus yet St. Peter, don’t you call me, ‘cause I can’t go I’ve got toilet paper on reserve at the store
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