Friday, May 6, 2016

ON THE STREET WHERE YOU LIVE

                                  ON THE STREET WHERE YOU LIVE

FREDDY:
When she mentioned how her aunt bit off the spoon,
She completely done me in.
And my heart went on a journey to the moon
When she told about her father and the gin.
But I never saw a more enchanting farce
Than the moment when she shouted,
"Move your bloomin' ..."

[dialog]

I have often walked down this street before,
But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before.
All at once am I several stories high.
Knowing I'm on the street where you live.

Are there lilac trees in the heartof town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live!

And, oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near;
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly appear!

People stop and stare. They don't bother me,
For there's nowhere else on Earth that I would rather be.
Let the time go by. I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live.

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