When one is but a young child spinning the songs of Broadway musicals on a turntable near green shag carpet, one doesn’t immediately understand all the nuances of the combination of memorized words that one is singing. Even before I was belting out “Big Spender,” I was listening to Frank Loesser’s The Most Happy Fella—a show I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen. My favorite tune was a primer on the ways of men.
Brother, you can’t go to jail for what you’re thinking
Or for the woo look in your eye
You’re only standing on the corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls
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I'd like to know how women wearing long flowing skirts manage to avoid getting them all tangled up in their bicycle chains.
I always loved this one.
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