Richard Wayne Dick Van Dyke By Nicolas Van

Richard Wayne "Dick" Van Dyke By: Nicolas Van Dette

Early Life Born in West Plains, Missouri on December 13, 1925. Grew up in Danville, Illinois Started acting at age 9. Enlisted in the U. S. Air Force after high school. But ended up in special services and became an entertainer

Career Tried advertising but that didn’t work for him Starred in many films including: The “Dick Van Dyke Show” Mary Popins CHITTY BANG And many more

Family Van Dyke was married to Marjorie Willett February 12, 1948 - May 4, 1984 (divorced) and had four children and Later married Arlene Silver February 29, 2012 has been married since but has had no kids Had 4 children named: Barry Carrie Beth Christian Stacy

Chitty Bang Bang Chitty Bang Chitty Bang Oh you pretty Chitty Bang, Chitty Bang We love you. And, in Chitty Bang What we'll do. Near, far, in our motor car Oh what a happy time we'll spend. Bang Chitty Bang Our fine four fendered friend. Chitty Bang Bang Chitty Bang Chitty Bang Oh you pretty Chitty Bang We love you. And, in Chitty Bang What we'll do. Near, far, in our motor car Oh what a happy time we'll spend. Bang Chitty Bang Our fine four fendered friend. Your sleek as a thoroughbred. Your seats are a feather bed. You'll turn everybody's head today. We'll glide on our motor trip With pride in our ownership The envy of all we survey. Oh Chitty You Chitty Pretty Chitty Bang We love you. And Chitty, in Chitty Pretty Chitty Bang what we'll do. Near Chitty, far Chitty, in our motor car Oh what a happy time we'll spend. Bang Chitty Bang Our fine four fendered friend. . . (hold) Chitty Bang Fine four fendered Chitty friend.

Toot Sweets Caractacus: Don't waste your pucker on some all day sucker And don't try a toffee or cream If you seek perfection in sugar confection Well there's something new on the scene A mouth full of cheer A sweet without peer A musical morsel supreme! Toot Sweets! The candies you whistle, the whistles you eat. Toot Sweets! The eatable, tweetable treats! Truly: Toot Sweets! The toot of a flute with the flavor of fruit! Toot Sweets! No longer need candy be mute! Caractacus: Don't waste your pucker on some all day sucker Truly: and don't try a toffee or cream! If you seek perfection in sugar confection, Caractacus: well, there's something new on the scene: Truly: that mouth full of cheer; Caractacus: that sweet without peer; Both: That musical morsel supreme! Toot Sweets! A bon-bon to blow on at last has been found Toot Sweets! Toot Sweets, with tweetable, eatable sound! Scrumptious: No--take it away! Truly: Father, please! (he takes one) Toot! Hmm-Hmm. Toot! Laughter from Truly and her father. (He takes a bite) Caractacus: He likes it! Cast: Hooray! Caractacus: Their value is intrinsic, Truly: surpass any mint stick Kids: Or marshmallow mouthful you munch

Kids: And chocolate is charming to crunch Caractacus and Truly: That savory fife, Women: that sweet of your life Kids and factory workers: It's clearly the best of the bunch. All: Toot Sweets! Caractacus: That savory fife Truly: That sweet of your life All: Is clearly the best of the bunch Toot Sweets! A bon-bon to blow on at last has been found Toot Sweets! The treat that's so tweetable, lusciously eatable, with that unbeatable--(break) sound! Toot Sweets cont.

Old Bamboo All: A gentleman's got a walking stick. A seaman's got a gaff. And the merry men of Robin Hood They used a quarterstaff. On the Spanish plains inside their canes They hide their ruddy swords. But we make do with an old bam-boo And everyone applauds! 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - Hey! Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo. You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo But you'd better never bother with me ol' bamboo. Chorus: When punting on the beautiful Thames Caractacus: You use a sturdy pole. Chorus: To protect their fair complexion Caractacus: Ladies use a parasol. Chorus: It's useful in the underbrush Caractacus: To have a hefty spear. Chorus: Right! All: But what we do with an old bam-boo Makes everybody cheer! 1 - 2 - 3 - HO! Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo 'Ere we go, mate.

Ol Bamboo cont. Caractacus: A flyer in an air-e-o-plane Chorus: He steers it with a stick Caractacus: He does? Caractacus: A collier in the pits o' Wales Chorus: He leans upon his pick Caractacus: That's right! All: Now every wheel of an automobile Revolves around a shaft (HEY!) But what we do with an old bam-boo Makes every one go daft. And 1 – 2 Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo. You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - HEY! And a 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - and a 5 and a 6 and a 7 HO! Me ol' bam-boo, me ol' bam-boo You'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo. You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo But you'd better never bother with me ol' bam-boo. You'd better never bother with me ol' bamboo!

Mary Popins

Credits Producer: Nic Developer: Nic Editor: Nic Screen-caster: Nic Director: Nic Lyrics: metrolyrics. com