That was quite a number, TF. Very impressive rendition. Outstanding costume and a supoib choice.
You can't see any of that stubble in this light, TC. Michael, don't be so defeatist. Look on the bright side. In this club if you can't get a girl you can still BE one. ;D I'm still working on Plan A... badly.
I was talking to that African couple at the front table during the break. They've agreed to join me a little later. In a song, I mean. I keep my swingin for the stage, man.
There was some youth at anither table with a shiny new "C" harp in his denim jacket pocket.
Oh, the lights are going down again. That's my cue.
I got my orange sideburns teased out and my bad rusty hair swept to one side. I'm pallid, paunchy and pimply but inspite of this I bear a striking resemplance to James Brown. I got a batik print, cheescloth frock with matching flares, a kind of hippie pajama.
I'm Van the Man in a Kaftan! And the saxophones intro my jive.
Don't want to discuss it
I think it's time for a change
You may get disgusted
And think I'm strange
In that case I'll go underground
Get some heavy rest
Never have to worry
About what is worst and what is best
Oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Lord have mercy
I said oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Say it again
I said oh oh Domino
I said oh oh Domino
There's no need for argument
There's no argument at all
And if you never hear from him
That just means he didn't call
Or vice versa
That depends on where ever you're at
And if you never hear from me
That just means I would rather not
I said oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Lord have mercy!
I said oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Say it again
Oh oh Domino
I said oh oh Domino.
You can't see any of that stubble in this light, TC. Michael, don't be so defeatist. Look on the bright side. In this club if you can't get a girl you can still BE one. ;D I'm still working on Plan A... badly.
I was talking to that African couple at the front table during the break. They've agreed to join me a little later. In a song, I mean. I keep my swingin for the stage, man.
There was some youth at anither table with a shiny new "C" harp in his denim jacket pocket.
Oh, the lights are going down again. That's my cue.
I got my orange sideburns teased out and my bad rusty hair swept to one side. I'm pallid, paunchy and pimply but inspite of this I bear a striking resemplance to James Brown. I got a batik print, cheescloth frock with matching flares, a kind of hippie pajama.
I'm Van the Man in a Kaftan! And the saxophones intro my jive.
Don't want to discuss it
I think it's time for a change
You may get disgusted
And think I'm strange
In that case I'll go underground
Get some heavy rest
Never have to worry
About what is worst and what is best
Oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Lord have mercy
I said oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Say it again
I said oh oh Domino
I said oh oh Domino
There's no need for argument
There's no argument at all
And if you never hear from him
That just means he didn't call
Or vice versa
That depends on where ever you're at
And if you never hear from me
That just means I would rather not
I said oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Lord have mercy!
I said oh oh Domino
Roll me over Romeo
There you go
Say it again
Oh oh Domino
I said oh oh Domino.