‘anyway I love you’ (TLU)

lir: if i… had time to write a book about…
… the way you act and look…
i haven't got a paragraph…

words are always getting in my way…

…anyway, i love you…

that's all i have to tell you,

that's all i've got to say.

and now, i'd like to make a speech about
the love that touches me,
…but stumbling, i’d make you laugh…

i feel as though my tongue were made of cla-y…
…anyway i love you…
that's all i have to tell you…
that's all i've got to say.

i'm not a man who makes poetry…
(music isn't one with me)

it runs from me...

…it – runs – from - me…

(duet)
lir: and i tried to write a symphony
amalthea: …once when i was searching…
lir: but i lost the melody…
amalthea: …somewhere out of reach…
lir: alas i only finished half…
amalthea: …far away…
lir: and finish i suppose i never ma-y
amalthea: …in a place i could not find…
lir: …anyway, i love you…
amalthea: nor heart obey
lir: that's all i have to tell you…
amalthea: now that i'm a woman
lir: ...that's all i've got to say…
amalthea: now i know the way…
lir: that's all I've got to say’…
malthea: Now I know the way…

together: That's all I've got to say…

1. Mary poppins
2 song of the south
3 the little meraid
4 don't know
5 mary poppins
6 don't know
7 don't know
8 pinochicho (I can't spell)
9 snow white
10 don't know
11 don't know

I have Snoopy Classics on Toys. Got to love Mozart being played on a kiddie piano.

I Live In A Split-Level Head

I´ve lived in apartments, I´ve lived in a home
I travelled in trailers when I used to roam
But now in these places you won´t have me dead
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

I do what I want to, no worries, no care
If anyone bugs me I climb up my stairs
Way up to a level where I feel no threat
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

If you´re trying something, I couldn´t care less
I don´t rush for busses and trains are a mess
There´s no one to care for, I don´t need a bed
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

I like how I´m living, I´m nobody´s slave
My head´s above water, so don´t make a wave
There are no doors to lock and no dogs to be fed
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

Now why should I move when the neighborhood´s right?
No taxes to pay and no landlord to fight
Now I call this living, what´s more, like I said
´cause Im happy I live in a split-level head

Now you keep your ulcers, your ills, and what, too
You sure couldn´t have them and live like I do
You think I hace problems, but you do instead
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

I live with two people, I like both of them
He likes both of me and I like both of him
They´re my alter-ego and to them I´m wed
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

There´s no simple status in my neighborhood
And that kind of thinking, I think it´s so good
And I don´t take the lead when I like to be led
´Cause I´m happy I live in a split-level head

'the streak' by ray stevens
june 15 1974
1 week at #1 - 12 weeks on chart:

www.youtube.com/watch

“hello, everyone, this is your action news reporter
with all the news that is news across the nation on the scene at the supermarket
there seems to have been some disturbance here
pardon me, sir, did you see what happened?

yeah, i did... i's standin' over there by the toematers and here he comes…
runnin' through the pole beans, through the fruits ''n' vegetables
nakid as a jaybird
'n' I hollered over t'ethel, I said "DON'T LOOK, ETHEL", 'n' it's too late
she'd already been IN-censed…”

here he comes
looka dat, looka dat

there he goes
looka dat, looka dat
…and he ain't wearin' no clothes

whoa, yes they call him the streak…
looka dat, looka dat…
fastest thing on two feet…
looka dat, looka dat
he's just as proud as he can be of his anatomy
he gun’ give us a peek…

oh, yes they call him the streak
looka dat, looka dat
he likes to show off his physique
looka dat, looka dat
if there's an audience to be found
he'll be streakin' a-round invitin' public critique

“this is your action news reporter once again and we're here at the gas station…
pardon me, sir, did you see what happened?

yeah, i did
i's just in here gettin' my tawres checked 'n' he just appeared outta the back
come streakin' around the grease rack there-didn't have nuthin on but a smile
i looked at her and ethel was gettin' 'er a cold drink
i hollered "DON'T LOOK, ETHEL" but it's too late, she'd already been MOONED
flashed her right there in front of the shock absorbers…”

he ain't crude…
looka dat, looka dat
he ain't rude…
looka dat, looka dat
he's just in the mood to run in the nude

whoa, yes they call him the streak
looka dat, looka dat
he likes to turn the other cheek…
looka dat, looka dat
he's always makin' the news… wearin' just his tennis shoes
guess you could call him unique…

“once again, your action news reporter in the booth at the gym
covering the disturbance at the basketball playoff
pardon me, sir, did you see what happened?

yeah, i did
halftime, iI's just goin' down there to get ethel a snow cone
here he come, right outta the cheap seats, dribblin'
right down the middle of the floor
didn't have on nothin' but his keds,
made a hook shot and got out through the concession stand
n’ i hollered up at ethel, i said "DON'T LOOK, ETHEL"
but it was too late... she'd already got a free shot…
grandstand. right there in front of the home team”

whoa, yes they call him the streak…

“…here he comes again…”
looka dat, looka dat

“who's that with him?”
fastest thing on two feet…

"Ethel! is that you ethel?”
looka dat, looka dat
he's just as proud as he can be…

“what do you think you're doin?”
of his anatomy…
he gonna give us a peek

“you get your clothes on”
whoa, yes they call him the streak…

"ethel, where you goin'"
he likes to show off his physique…

"Ethel, you shameless hussy"
if there's an audience to be found…
he'll be streakin' a-round…
…invitin' public critique

“say it isn't so, ethel!
ETHEL!!!"