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Myrtle Weinstein was Boobala Darling's childhood friend from when they both lived on Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn. Myrtle married Henry Rosenberg. Boobala was her Maid of Honor, and then Boobala married Harry Darling. Myrtle and Boobala kept in touch, even though they had gone their separate ways throughout their lives, at least until Henry died in a tragic car accident. Regardless of the fact that Boobala was enduring her own share of unhappiness with Harry, she immediately went to comfort her dearest friend Myrtle. From that day on, the bonding of friendship was re-ignited, until Boobala faced her own tragedy in regards to Harry. No matter what, they still kept in touch with each other.
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Hello, hello, Myrtle,
You better hold on to your girdle.
I've got good news for you
I just received a telegram
That said I've won a cruise
I can't believe it Myrtle,
]It's like a dream come true
Oh what am I to do?
Now I'm really worried
'Cause I've nothing new to use
I need a bra to lift me up
And a girdle that will keep me tucked,
Some fancy clothes and jewels to wear,
They'll be some hoytie, toyties there.
I'll have to act like I'm stuck-up,
To do all this, it takes some bucks.
Oh I'm going on a cruise
'Vat the hell do I care if I lose,
Some money from my bank,
Gas is useless in the tank!
Money I've simply been saving
For a rainy day, or something that I'm craving
It's an offer that I can't refuse
that is why I am going on a cruise.
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Oh I'm so excited, Myrtle,
Will you please take care of my turtle?
And don't forget to pick up my mail too?
In case the landlord should need the rent,
I'll leave a post- dated check with you.
I can't believe it, Myrtle, can this cruise be really true?
I know It will be a tremendous fun,
Will my Prince Charming be there too?
Oh, to feel his touch and dance away,
To get lost inside of his eyes,
Will he make me sigh and sway,
Will he make me heave and cry.
To hear his words, so dear to my ears,
Instead of growing old, I'll grow young in years
Oh Boobala, stop the dreaming and wake up.
It's time to go shopping to spend those bucks
Oh I'm going on a cruise
'Vat the hell do I care if I lose,
Some money from my bank,
Gas is useless in the tank!
Money I've simply been saving
For a rainy day, or something that I'm craving
It's an offer that I can't refuse
that is why I am going on a cruise.
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My dearest friend, Myrtle,
My life has been nothing but hurdles.
What would I have done without you?
We've been friends for such a long time.
First your Henry, then my Harry,
Those were rough times we went through
I'll miss you so much Myrtle
I wish you could go with me on this cruise.
Hey, there's still time to book a passage
Please say you won't refuse?
Bring fancy clothes and jewels to wear,
You know the hoytie toyties there!
We'll flirt outrageously with all the available men,
Ruffling the feathers, of their mother hens.
Forget it Boobala, cause I'm not going.
See, your bags are packed to overflowing
You're the one who won this free cruise,
I don't want to tag along, to be amused.
Keep your money in the bank,
The money that you've been saving
For that rainy day, or for
Something that you're craving.
It's an offer that I must refuse.
Because it's you who deserves this cruise
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