Page 81 of Shadow Ticket
missin that pep, in my shoe…
Can’t really blame me much, can you, b-
but then, what else,
was I s’posed, to do?
without you…
[speeding into jump tempo, rest of the band joining in]
Back here in Boo, hoo, hooo-dapest!
Yes!
Ever-since our love done, flew, th’ nest…
I’ve been out on the town,
wouldn’t say I was down, oh,
maybe-a touch of moo-di-ness…
Eatin’ so much past-er-y, mm!
Can’t even find the space to re-
-volve around on mah stool,
just a face-stuffin fool, the rule is
don’t-get, too-depressed—
[bridge]
Back on the Oktogon there,
the music playing so soft,
for the end of, me and you…
(Truckin’ off to Tim-buk-tu!)
what a chill in the air,
when we finally kissed it off—
Down, by, that, Dan, ube, so, blue!
No-way to
mis-con-strue th’ rest,
though who’d-a guessed we’d
con-clude th’ mess, in
Bu—da-pest?
