Joined: 12/31/69
You know the drill, but do you know the words?.............
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Let's do it
My story is much to sad to be told
But practically everything leaves me totally cold
The only exception I know is the case
When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui
Then I suddenly turn and see
Your fabulous face
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
We're all alone.
No chaperone can get out number.
You and your love bring me ecstasy.
I get no kick from champagne,
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all,
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you?
I've purged my soul, and my heart too so...
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
What am I to do
Toward ending this madness.
Brush up on your Shakespeare!
Broadway Legend Joined: 2/20/04
If your baby is pleadin' for pleasure,
Let her sample your "Measure for Measure"!
Broadway Legend Joined: 5/31/04
But I ain't up to my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot.
It's always darkest just before they turn on the lights
I'm not sure what you mean:
Let's do it, let's fall in love
By the Mississinewah
There's A Husband That Waits For Me
By the Mississinewah
There he waits in a wigwam built for three
Me, he and she
If other friendships should be forgot, ours will still be hot.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
But in the morning, no, no--no, no,
No, no, no, no, no!
Then get up and shake your halo!
I should like you all to know
I'm a famous gigolo.
(And of lavender, my nature's got just a dash in it.)
As I'm slightly undersexed,
You will always find me next
To a dowager who's wealthy rather than passionate.
Got to one of those nightclub places
And you'll find me stretching my braces
Pushing ladies with lifted faces
'Round the floor.
But I must confess to you
There are moments when I'm blue,
And I ask myself whatever I do it for.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
I'm deserted and depressed
In my regal eagle nest
Down in the depts on the ninetieth floor.
Can you wonder, I'm gloomy?
Can you smile when I frown?
Hey, what's goin' on here?
I thought this was the lounge, not the chapel!
And be like the bluebird and sing.. tweet tweet
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
Due to the tragic lowness of my brow,
All music that's highbrow
Gets me upset.
Each time I hear a strain of Stravinsky's,
I hurry to Minsky's
And try to forget.
Oh why can't you behave?
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