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Good morning, WA2K fans and listeners.

My goodness, hawk, it does seem that after all of the eating we become a balloon with feet. Great song, buddy. and it could be that some of us were even in the Macy's parade in New York City yesterday. Love it, BostonBob.

Before commenting on your celebs, we will await our Raggedy who had Italian yesterday. Today Denzel Washington in the movie Deja Vu is playing at our local cinema, so lets hear one about it by Dionne:


Déjà Vu
Words & Music by Adrienne Anderson & Isaac Hayes
Recorded by Dionne Warwick, 1979 (#15)
Grammy award winner, best female performance


DM7 F#m
This is insane --

Em7 A7 Gdim DM7 F#m7 B7 Cdim
All you did was say hello, speak my name.

CM7 FM7 Bb Gm7 A7
Feeling your love like a love I used to know long ago.

DM7 F#m
How can it be?

Em7 A7 Gdim DM7 F#m7 B7 Cdim
You're a different space and time come to me.

CM7 FM7 Bb Gm7 A7
Feel like I'm home in a place I used to know long ago.



Refrain:

Gdim Bm Gdim Bm Bm7/E
Deja vu --

Em7 F#m7 G G/B DM7 F#m7 Bm7 Bm7/E G G/F# Em7
Could you be the dream that I once knew? Is it you?

Gdim Bm Gdim Bm Bm7/E
Deja vu --

Em7 F#m7 G G/B DM7 F#m7 Bm7 Bm7/E G G/F# Em7
Could you be the dream that might come true shining through?

DM7 Bm7 G G/F# Em7 G/B Bm Gdim
I keep remembering me, I keep remembering you -- deja vu.


DM7 F#m
This is devine;

Em7 A7 Gdim DM7 F#m7 B7 Cdim
I've been waiting all my life, filling time.

CM7 FM7 Bb Gm7 A7
Looking for you; nights were more than you could know long ago.


DM7 F#m
Come to me now;

Em7 A7 Gdim DM7 F#m7 B7 Cdim
We don't have to dream of love -- we know how.

CM7 FM7 Bb Gm7 A7
Somewhere before, it's as if I've loved you so, so long ago

Good morning all. Hope you enjoyed the holiday.

Yes Letty, I did have Italian (Lasagna), but turkey drumsticks, cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie, too.

Love the Hawk's poem and The Shadow and RLS posted last night.

And the birthday celebs:

Ah, there's our Raggedy, folks. Great pictures and a marvelous way to identify Bob's celeb's.

Well, that must be Geraldine and Howard. Don't believe they sang anything, but who knows about those hollywood stars, folks.

How about a :wink: and a this morning.

Harry Connick, Jr.

Song lyrics
I remember the days
Of just keeping time
Of hanging around
In sleepy towns forever.
Back roads empty for miles.

Well, you can't have a dream
And cut it to fit
But when I saw you, I knew
We'd go together
Like a wink and a smile.

Leave your old Jalopy
By the railroad track
We'll get a hip double dip
Tip-toppy two-seat Pontiac

So you can rev her up
Don't go slow
It's only green lights and all rights

Let's go together
With a wink and a smile
Give me a wink and a smile
We go together like a wink and a smile

Now my heart is music
Such a simple song
Sing it again, the notes never end
This is where I belong

Just the sound of your voice
The light in your eyes
We're so far away from yesterday
Together with a wink and a smile
We go together like a wink and a smile.

Good morning. So she turned to me and said…

LET'S LOCK THE DOOR
(AND THROW AWAY THE KEY)
Jay and the Americans lyrics


Let's lock the door and throw away the key now
(shom dooby-dum dooby-dum-dum)
I can't wait to kiss you (oh no)
One little minute more

We met at a party last week
And the moment your eyes looked into mine
Right then I just forgot how to speak
And the soda started tastin' like wine

How I wished everyone would go home
So I could say when I got you alone

Come on now
Let's lock the door and throw away the key now
(shom dooby-dum dooby-dum-dum)
I can't wait to kiss you (oh no)
One little minute more

We started to talk and you smiled
Sorta like you knew the way that I felt
You moved a little closer in a while
Then I knew my heart was startin' to melt

There was just so much I wanted to say
But all the words came out this way

Come on now
Let's lock the door and throw away the key now
(shom dooby-dum dooby-dum-dum)
I can't wait to kiss you (oh no)
One little minute more

Ahhhhh no! Oh yeah
No! Oh yeah

I'll kiss your lips like a kiss oughta be
And then I know you'll be sayin' to me

Come on now
Let's lock the door and throw away the key now
(shom dooby-dum dooby-dum-dum)
I can't wait to kiss you (oh no)
One little minute more


(Then the alarm sounded off and I woke up)

Waking up is hard to do, right Try? I took a look through the archives for Jay and the Americans, but I don't think that I am familiar with those folks. I noticed, however, that they had a song called, "Only in America". Here's a different song of America and we will dedicate this to Amerigo Vespucchi.

Only In America Lyrics
by R.E.M.


Only in America
Can a guy from anywhere
Go to sleep a pauper and wake up a millionaire

Only in America
Can a kid without a cent
Get a break and maybe grow up to be President

Only in America
Land of opportunity, yeah
Would a classy girl like you fall for a poor boy like me

Only in America
Can a kid who's washin' cars
Take a giant step and reach right up and touch the stars

Only in America
Could a dream like this come true
Could a guy like me start with nothing and end up with you

Only in America
Land of opportunity, yeah
Would a classy girl like you fall for a poor boy like me

Only in America (poor boy like me)
Only in America (only in America)
Only in America (only in America)
Only in America (only in America)
Only in America (only in America)
Only in America

...the sun is shining , the sky is blue , the air is crisp - just a little above freezing - all the lawns and roofs were white this morning

wishing you all the best for THANKSGIVING !
hbg
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"Good Morning Sunshine"

When the sun is up,
on a clear blue sky,
you will act like a lover
When the sky is grey,
and the rain comes down,
you will run for cover

Feel the heat, come out of cold,
and your arm is touching me

Good morning sunshine,
you're my only light
lying with me by my side,
you keep me warm all day
Just stay with me

Good morning sunshine,
be with me all day
Just don't let the rain pass you by
When it's cloudy and windy
and the snowflakes arrive,
you somehow just make me,
make me feel I'm alive

When you leave my field
then you light the stars
Fading away in horizon
there's a million streets
leading off the night,
waiting for sun to be risen

Feel the heat, come out of cold,
and your arm is touching me
Good morning sunshine,
you're my only light,
lying with me by my side,
you keep me warm all day
Just stay with me

Good morning sunshine,
be with me all day
Just don't let the rain pass you by
When it's cloudy and windy
and the snowflakes arrive,
you somehow just make me,
make me feel I'm alive

Hold it right there,
let me take a minute of your time,
to explain how I feel through these rhymes
I do the best I can, and believe me if I could
I'll build you a paradise with these two hands
the touch of your skin, makes my body go numb,
I'm thinking to myself, if my dream come true,
or is it 'cause you never give me a chance to tell you
how I feel, the moments we had were too precious to kill.

When it is cloudy and windy,
please turn your face at me

Good morning sunshine,
you're my only light,
lying with me by my side,
you keep me warm all day
Just stay with me

Good morning sunshine,
be with me all day,
Just don't let the rain pass you by,
when it is cloudy and windy
and the snowflakes arrive,
you somhow just make me,
make me feel I'm alive
make me feel I'm alive...

and, good morning to you, hbg. Loved your song, Canada. Believe it or not, it is "rahther" cool and crisp and even here as well.

Here's an answer for your sunshine at noon by an odd "alarum" strawberry clock.

STRAWBERRY ALARM CLOCK » Good Morning Starshine
La la la la la la la.....

Good Mornin' Star shine
The earth says "hello"
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below.

Good Mornin' Star shine
You lead us along
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singin' song

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 nabba
Early morning singin' song.

Good morning starshine
His love in your sight
Reflecting the sunlight
In my lover eyes

Good morning starshine
So happy we'd be
My love and me as we sing
Our early morning singin' song

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 nabba
Early morning singin' song.

Can't you hear me

Singin' a song lovin' a song
Singin' a song
Lovin' a song laughin' a song
Singin' a song
Sing a song song singing
Song song song sing
Sing sing sing song
Song song song sing
Sing sing sing song
Sing sing song......

What am I to do with all these leftovers?

letty :
sitting here and looking to the south-west , i see nothing but sunshine and blue sky ... and a few leafless trees .
the doggies just came back from the groomer and look quite spiffy !
we'll probably all go down to the lake this afternoon and enjoy some of that fine sunshine and breathe the crisp air .
hbg

and to get into the mood :


When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
Age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
Age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

[Instrumental and tempo shift]

Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in

[Continue to end with concurrent scat]

Oh, let it shine, c'mon
Now everybody just sing along
Let the sun shine in
Open up your heart and let it shine on in
When you are lonely, let it shine on
Got to open up your heart and let it shine on in
And when you feel like you've been mistreated
And your friends turn away
Just open your heart, and shine it on in

Aha, hbg. You knew that dimension, I see. Can't fool a Canuck too often. <smile> Tried to find a song by Cleo Lane for one of the spiffy dogs without success.

I will keep looking, however.

My word, folks. In searching for Cleo Lane I found a song by Beth Lane:

TOO LATE NOW
Too late now, to forget your smile
The way we cling when we dance awhile
Too late now, to forget and go on to someone new
Too late now, to forget your voice
The way one word makes my heart rejoice
Too late now, to imagine myself away from you
All the things we've done together
I re-live while we're apart
All the tender fun together
Stays around in my heart
How can I ever close the door?
And be the same as I was before
Darling no, no I can't anymore
It's too late now

something odd from They Might Be Giants



Where Your Eyes Don't Go
They Might Be Giants

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders
What the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of
Should you worry when the skullhead is in front of you
Or is it worse because it's always waiting where your eyes don't go?

Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering
You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head

Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it's gone behind you
On its face it's wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go


Curtis "Kurtis Blow" Walker, (born on August 9, 1959, in Harlem, New York) is one of the pioneer rappers in the recording industry, and hip hop's first mainstream star. "The Breaks" (1980) is one of hip hop's undisputed classics, with its catchy disco tune and rapping style. Blow was influenced by DJ Hollywood.

He became an MC in his own right around 1977, and changed his name to Kurtis Blow (as in a body blow) at the suggestion of his manager, future rap mogul Russell Simmons. Blow began his career in New York City in the mid-1970s, when he was a breakdancer until switching to DJing under the name Kool DJ Kurt and then finally rapping. He was the first rapper to record a full length album on a major label (1979). This occurred after recording "Christmas Rappin", his first single; during this time, "Rapper's Delight" by the Sugarhill Gang became the first hit for hip hop. The whole field was derided as a fad, though, and thus there was much resistance to signing Blow.

He has appeared in the feature films Krush Groove and The Show. Bob Dylan appeared on Kurtis Blow's 1986 album, Kingdom Blow. And in 2004, he recorded the song "Hey Everybody" with Max C and Bomfunk MC's for their album, Reverse Psychology. He also co-wrote songs with The Fat Boys, including their signature songs, "Fat Boys" (1984) and "The Fat Boys Are Back" (1985).

Kurtis Blow also became the first hip hop musician embraced by the mainstream advertising industry with his appearance in a commercial for the soft drink, Sprite.

He is currently a DJ on Backspin 43, which is the old school hip hop station on the Sirius Satellite Radio service. According to an interview with I Suppose Productions, he is also currently a theology major working to enter the ministry. According to Blow, "Man's real telos... the real purpose in life, is to serve God."

Doin' What Comes Naturally
Dinah Shore

Folks are dumb
Where I come from
They ain't had any learnin'
Still, they're happy as can be
Doin' what comes naturally

Folks like us,
Could never fuss
With schools and books and learnin'
Still we've gone from A to Z
Doin' what comes naturally

You don't have to know
How to read or write
When you're out with a feller
In the pale moonlight
You don't have to look
At a book to find
What he thinks of the moon
And what is on his mind
That comes naturally

My uncle out in Texas
Can't even write his name
He signs his checks with "X's"
But they cash 'em just the same
If you saw my Paw and Maw
You'd know they had no learnin'
Still they raised a family
Doin' what comes naturally
Doin' what comes naturally

Doctor, Lawyer, Indian Chief
Betty Hutton

[Words by Paul Francis Webster]
[Music by Hoagy Carmichael]

There's a doctor livin' in your town
There's a lawyer and an Indian, too
And neither doctor, lawyer nor Injun chief
Could love you any more than I do

There's a barrel of fish in the ocean
There's a lot of little birds in the blue
And 'Neither fish nor fowl" says the wise old owl
Could love you any more than I do

No, no, no, it couldn't be true
That anyone else could love you like I do
I'm gonna warn all the *dead-eyed dicks*
That you're the chick with the slickest tricks
And every tick of my ticker ticks for you, follow through

Tell the doc to stick to his practice
Tell the lawyer to settle his case
Send the Injun chief and his tommy-hawk
Back to little Rain-In-the-Face

'Cause you know, know, know it couldn't be true
That anyone else could love you like I do

(No, no, no, it couldn't be true)
(That anyone else could love you like I do)
And, confidentially, I confess
I sent a note to the local press
That I'll be changin' my home address for you, follow through

Tell the doc to stick to his practice
Tell the lawyer to settle his case
Send the Injun chief and his tommy-hawk
Back to little Rain-In-the-Face

'Cause you know, know, know it couldn't be true
That anyone else could love you like I do

No, no, no, it couldn't be true
That anyone else could love you like I do
I'm gonna send a hot *communeek*
To warn the boys down at Cripple Creek
That every dimple on your dimpled cheek is mine, so to speak

Tell the (doc!) to stick to his practice
Tell the (lawyer!) to settle his case
Send the (Injun chief!) and his tommy-hawk
Back to little Rain-In-the-Face
(Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo)

'Cause you know, know, know it couldn't be true
That anyone else could love you like I do
(Like I do)
(Like I do)
(Like I do)

Like I do

Good morning radio fans, is today…

The Days Of Pearly Spencer
David McWilliams lyrics

A tenement , a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete
Watch by shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Trough walls and cracks and leave no trace
And daylight's brightness shuns

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air

But withering they stand and stare
Trough eyes that niether know nor care
Where the grass is gone

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Pearly where's your milk white skin ?
What that stubble on your kin ?
It's buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost not won
You played a house that can't be beat
Now look your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

A tenement , a dirty street
Remember worn and shoeless feet
Remember how you stood to beat
The way your life has gone
So Pearly don't you shed more tears
Those tenements are memories
Of where you've risen from

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors. It's going to be a good day today. I can sense it.

dj, That was a really strange song by the "Giants". I thought only teachers had eyes in the back of their heads. Thanks for that interesting background as well, Canada.

My goodness, edgar. Know both of those oldies, and a great reminder of the vinyl days.

Hey, Try. That song is a sad one, buddy, but the lyrics are great.

I searched a long time for more music by Anita, and came up with this one that has been done by many, folks.

Gil Evans (1958), Anita O'Day (1960), Roberta Flack, Petula Clark, Rod McKuen.


ALL THE SAD YOUNG MEN

Sing a song of sad young men, glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye

All the sad young men, sitting in the bars
Knowing neon nights, and missing all the stars

All the sad young men, drifting through the town
Drinking up the night, trying not to drown

All the sad young men, singing in the cold
Trying to forget, that they're growing old

All the sad young men, choking on their youth
Trying to be brave, running from the truth

Autumn turns the leaves to gold, slowly dies the heart
Sad young men are growing old, that's the cruellest part

All the sad young men, seek a certain smile
Someone they can hold, for just a little while

Tired little girl, does the best she can
Trying to be gay, for a sad young men

While a grimy moon, watches from above
All the sad young men, who play at making love

Misbegotten moon shine for sad young men
Let your gentle light guide them home again
All the sad, sad, sad, young men

reptiles have been on my mind lately, which reminded me of this number by Bill Haley & the Comets:

Well, I saw my baby walkin'
With another man today
Well, I saw my baby walkin'
With another man today
When I asked her what's the matter
This is what I heard her say

See you later alligator
After 'while crocodile
See you later alligator
After 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now
Don't you know you cramp my style

When I thought of what she told me
Nearly made me lose my head
When I thought of what she told me
Nearly made me lose my head
But the next time that I saw her
Reminded her of what she said

See you later alligator
After 'while crocodile
See you later alligator
After 'while crocodile
Can't you see you're in my way now
Don't you know you cramp my style

[Instrumental Interlude]

She said, I'm sorry pretty baby
You know my love is just for you
She said, I'm sorry pretty baby
You know my love is just for you
Won't you say that you'll forgive me
And say your love for me is true

I said wait a minute 'gator
I know you meant it just for play
I said wait a minute 'gator
I know you meant it just for play
Don't you know you really hurt me
And this is what I have to say

See you later alligator
After 'while crocodile
See you later alligator
So long, that's all, goodbye

Hey, Turtle. You better watch out for them alligator shoes. They are illegal now.

Another from Sir Elton:

I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own
But the biggest kick I ever got
was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock

Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking
when your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights
when Suzie wore her dresses tight
and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight

But the years went by and the rock just died
Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine
dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans
But they'll never kill the thrills we've got
burning up to the Crocodile Rock
Learning fast as the weeks went past
we really thought the Crocodile Rock would last

SLIM WHITMAN | Indian Love Call

Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo, Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo
When I'm calling you
Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo, Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo
Will you answer too?
Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo, Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo

That means I offer my love to you to be your own
If you refuse me I will be blue, waiting all alone

But if when you hear my love call ringing clear
Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo, Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo
And I hear your answering echo so dear
Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo, Oo-Oo-Oo-Oo
Then I will know our love will come true
You'll belong to me, I'll belong to you

Then I will know our love will come true
You'll belong to me, I'll belong to you

Serenade Of The Bells
Jo Stafford

[Words and Music by Kay Twomey, Al Goodhart, and Al Urbano]

In the sleepy town of San Juanita
There's a story that a padre tells
Of a gay Senor and Senorita
And the serenade of the bells

Seems they asked the padre for permission
To be married early in the spring
But their folks had made just one condition
That the mission bells had to ring

Ev'ry one knew the bells were broken
And hadn't sounded for a long, long time
Then one night the village was astounded
For the bells began to chime

Still the bells are broken, goes the story
But if in your heart a true love dwells
They will ring for you in all their glory
That's the serenade of the bells