It was a late November day in 1971
The stars configuration was a most portentous one
The seers and the prophets only had one thing to say
There's gonna be some whiskey-drinking forty years today
Happy Rabbi birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurrah
We're here to celebrate the happy Rabbi that you are
Happy Rabbi birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurray
We're going to make you sorry you were 40 and a day
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The boy grew up and started on a musical career
With melodies as catchy as a docile gonorrhea
It really wouldn't matter if we thought his songs were crap
Instead of gonorrhea I'd aright them with the clap
Oh, happy Rabbi birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurrah
We're here to celebrate the happy Rabbi that you are
Happy Rabbi birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurray
We're going to make you sorry you were 40 and a day
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Who could have predicted that the road would lead this way?
That Geoff would be here with us on his fortieth birthday
Singing songs that make us laugh, songs that make us cry
And drinking up this Copenhagen bar until it's dry
Happy Rabbi birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurrah
We're here to celebrate the happy Rabbi that you are
Happy Rabbi Birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurray
We're going to make you sorry you are 40 and a day
Oh, happy Rabbi Birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurrah
We're here to celebrate the happy Rabbi that you are
Happy Rabbi birthday
Hip-hip-hip-hurray
We're going to make you sorry
Truly, truly sorry
Yes, we're going to make you sorry you were 40 and a day