
Let’s look at it from the bottom up, assuming that the people with the least amount of votes got killed first. It’s no surprise to Carole “You’ve Got a Friend” King down there. And Patti Page’s “How Much Is That Doggie In the Window” doesn’t inspire a lot of confidence. Carly Simon did the soundtrack to the Piglet Movie, so she was probably targeted just for that, and Johnny Mathis’ “Winter is a Marshmallow World” didn’t earn him a lot of allies. Barry Manilow’s “Copacabana” talks about a murder, which is getting us somewhere, but it couldn’t overcome “I Write the Songs”. I was surprised to see Shirley Bassey didn’t survive a little longer, and I really think Rosemary Clooney, in her prime, could have been a vicious knife fighter.
The big surprise for me came from Julie Andrews. Way to break the stereotype! She probably lulled everyone into a false sense of security and stabbed them while singing a lullaby: “Stay awake, don’t close your EYES! AAAH!”
The last two standing are Willie Nelson and Frank Sinatra, and Old Blue Eyes wins handily. No surprise there. If there are really no rules in this street fight, he might have just called in a couple “friends” to do the dirty work for him. (Although I have no doubt he could have won it himself without help.)

Female Votes: This is interesting: women gave the edge to Willie Nelson by a decent margin. They also led the Julie Andrews contingent, something the men didn’t agree on at all.


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I voted for Bette. I’m not sure why she didn’t take the whole thing. Given the right incentive, she would’ve gouged Frank’s blue eyes out of his sockets with her nails. Knife, shmife.
I had Willie Nelson and Julie Andrews. Willie because, duh. And Julie because you know she would just dig in her heels and get the job done.