Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf Meet-Cute Song (Duet)

Man:

There you are, I don’t know you
but I see you every day
Here at this place, you never ever
take a look over my way

And I don’t know why
your eyes haven’t met mine
And I don’t know why
but I believe in God’s Design
And this I know, This I feel
Here’s my truth, Here’s my deal
Scout’s honor, if I say
I’d like to buy you a drink
I hope you don’t think
I’m weird – I’m just a man
Who’s not this forward usually
I’m as introverted as one can be
Around pretty women like you
who intimidate me

Woman:

Here I am, you don’t know me
but I see you every day
Here at this place, you’re staring
and you don’t look away

And I don’t know why
I’m kinda curious about you
And I don’t know why
But it could be time for a meet-cute
And this I know, This I feel
Here’s my truth, Here’s my deal
I propose if I say
I’d like to have a seat
I hope you don’t think
I’m forward for a woman
I’m just open to the possibility
You could be perfect for me
I hope I don’t scare you
and you can deeply see…

Both:

This could be it – right here
the beginning
of a romance that’ll change you and I
This could be it – and what
we’ll be winning
is something that will satisfy
our whole hearts, our spirits inside
But it’s up to us to decide
to take it slow, talk things through
During our Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf Meet-Cute
True love it can develop into
At this corner of Sunset & North Hayworth Avenue

At this corner of Sunset & North Hayworth Avenue

November 10, 2018

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Not So Wise

She’s as hot as biscuits on Sunday mornin’
but she can be colder than a witches tit
And when I put my right hand in her left one
It feels like a worn-in leather baseball mitt

And when I look into those turquoise eyes
There’s a whole world in there to explore
Just when I think I’ve got her figured out
She does somethin’ she’s never done before

Chorus:
Her heart isn’t an open book
I’ve had to turn every single page
She keeps her delicate issues
tucked away in a rusty cage
She threw the key to it into the ocean
that’s inside every tear she cries
And just when I think I really know her
I realize I’m not so wise

She can be as stubborn as a donkey on a trail
or as easygoing as a surfer girl on a beach
And when her soft wet lips are touchin’ mine
Everything I’ll ever need’s in my reach

And when she whispers the sweet words
I’ve been waiting all of my life to hear
What I’ve been quietly feelin’ in my soul
becomes so obvious, so crystal clear

Chorus:
Yet her heart isn’t an open book
I’ve had to turn every single page
She keeps a lot hidden inside
tucked away in a rusty cage
She threw the key to it into the ocean
that’s inside every tear she cries
And just when I think I really know her
I realize I’m not so wise

And just when I think I really know her
I realize I’m not so wise

November 4, 2018

The Regular

Well, I’m a regular at the Lucca Grill
Where I order the same thing every week
A Ham and Pinaeapple Calzone & a Coke
And they listen to me even when I’m bleak

I don’t have many friends around anymore
My ex-wife took the kids away from me
So I go there to check in & shoot the breeze
And they always test my long term memory

What was it like in the old days here old man?
They ask me and I always answer honestly
It was not like it is now – it was much better
It’s where I wish I was stuck for eternity
The people were much friendlier and open
It was so much fun, everyone had so much class
We all respected the older Gentlemen and Ladies
And we’d go have breakfast after Sunday Mass

And I see the happiness in their smoky eyes
As they listen to me with interest and intent
Before you know it, I’m there until supper time
And I wonder where all the time went

And I go home to feed my beagle Theodore
I sit down and ponder all the things I said
After my supper from a cardboard box,
I put on my PJ’s, then slowly climb into bed

And I think about those Spring weekends
We’d spend up in Chicago at the nightclubs
We’d dance the Lindy and East Coast Swing
How I deeply miss that ol’ pal of mine Buzz
We’d stay up and talk about random things
Maybe swap a few lies about this and that
Back when ladies wore fancy dresses daily
And I’d be dressed to the nines with a hat

So whenever you see me at the Lucca Grill
Come on over to my table, we’ll have a drink
I’d love to know more about you all
How you’re doing and what you feel & think

Maybe I could be of use to you as I listen
To your stories & what’s going on with you
I’m pretty good at figuring out solutions
And there’s not much else now I can do

What was it like in the old days here old man?
You’ll ask me and I’ll always answer honestly
It was not like it is now – it was much better
It’s where I wish I was stuck for eternity
The people were much friendlier and open
It was so much fun, everyone had so much class
We all respected the older Gentlemen and Ladies
And we’d go have breakfast after Sunday Mass

We all respected each other’s hopes and dreams
And we’d go have breakfast after Sunday Mass

October 30, 2018