- Blue Skies
Blue skies smiling at me,
Nothing but blue skies do I see.
Blue birds singing a song,
Nothing but blue birds all day long.
Never saw the sun shining so bright.
Never saw things go oh so right.
Noticing the days hurrying by.
- He's A Demon
Everyone tells me he’s no good
He doesn’t love me like he should
I would forget him if I only could
He’s a demon, he’s a devil, he’s a doll
That man can look me in the eye
And tell the biggest, sweetest lie
And I forget that lipstick on his tie
- Hit The Road To Dreamland
Bye bye baby
Time to hit the road to dreamland
You're mine baby
Dig you in the land of nod
Hold tight baby
We'll be swinging up in dreamland
All night baby
Where the little cherubs trot
- I Got The Sun In The Morning
Taking stock of what I have and what I haven't
What do I find? The things I got will keep me satisfied
Checking up on what I have and what I haven't
What do I find? A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamonds, got no pearls
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I've got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
- It Had to be you
Why do I do just as you say?
Why must I just give you your way?
Why do I sigh?
Why do I try to forget?
It must have been that something lovers call "Fate"
Kept on saying I had to wait
I saw them all
- My Fickle Eye
I put an end to love
Before I even start
Just because my eyes are
Bigger than my heart
I can't be true to no one
No matter how I try
On account of my fickle eye, fickle eye, fickle eye, fickle eye
- Orange Colored Sky
I was walking along, minding my business,
When out of an orange-colored sky,
Flash! Bam! Alakazam! Wonderful you came by.
I was humming a tune, drinking in sun - shine,
When out of that orange-colored view,
Wham! Bam! Alakazam! I got a look at you.
One look and I yelled "Timber! Watch out for flying glass!"
- Rumble
I gotta move, I gotta move
That's what I tell my landlord, "Landlord, I gotta move"
'Cause there's a man, lives right upstairs from me
Making a nightmare of some melody
This is a situation not likely to improve
He goes-a rumble, rumble, rumble on the left hand
He goes-a tinkle, tinkle, tinkle on the right
Rumble, rumble, rumble, tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
- Stuff Like That There
I was alone on a shelf
In a world by myself
Oh, where could my prince charming be?
But a man came along
Made my life like a song
And taught me these words of ecstasy...
Tenderly...