Broadway Melody
It's a hot day, it's a fraught day,
it's a day you think about the ought way;
it's a not-bray, it's a caught lay;
Mister Stranger, it's called love.
It's a stream bend, it's a land's end,
it's a note at night you hope you don't send;
it's a juice blend, it's a can't-fend;
Mister Stranger, it's called love.
It's a dark ark, it's a Hark, Hark,
it's a Lois, Jimmy, and a Kent, Clark;
it's a bent quark, it's a stark lark;
Mister Stranger, it's called love.
OK. Now I can't get this out of my head, but at least it has replaced "good morning star shine, the earth says hello, it twinkles above you, we twinkle below. Gliddy glub gloopy / Nibby nabby noopy / La la la lo lo /Sabba sibby sabba / Nooby abba nabba / Le le lo lo Tooby ooby walla /Nooby abba naba
Early morning singing song "
I love this Jim. It's great. Actually, the more I read it, the better it gets. Thanks.
Posted by: Stacey | March 14, 2009 at 04:35 PM
Thanks, Stacey! It's a funny little glimpse down a road not taken; or a road that couldn't have been taken. Part of me would love to be the lyrics guy of a song duo. Maybe when the moon is in the seventh house.
Posted by: jim cummins | March 16, 2009 at 01:22 AM