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John Pizzarelli( John Paul Pizzarelli Jr. )
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Perdido
Lost, real lost!
I was having the time of my life, I hadn't a cat or a wife,
There wasn't a single little thing to ever stop me then from getting to swing,
I was happy as a pup just chewing on a bone,
And making music on my own,
Yes, I was bold and boppin' as a boy could be,
My melodies I'd chop 'em all around the man, and see,
I was home and I was roamin', living
Just to get my kicks on 66 and it was right for me.
And then without noticing I dropped my map
In of itself a crazy mishap,
I took a dusty road down to Mexico way,
I got lost, now what more can I say?
I think I hear you, my friend,
I have had a very remarkable excursion myself,
And I'm not speaking in hyperbole,
I stopped by a shady spot to have a drink,
South of the border, what you'll order can be more than you think.
Remember at all times to be aware of indiscretion,
The world can turn into the heart of a soul,
Or down the rabbit hole!
And may I emphasize that no two people are quite alike,
But when you drink that deadly spike, PRAY for tomorrow to come!
I'm not someone who gives their secrets all away,
That said, bar none,
There will never be any stories quite like this one.
Love finds you and your old life will be over in a moment,
And you'll never be, ever be, you will never be the same!
Yes I took the craziest trip, and flipped for a Freudian slip,
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Now I am forever, ever, ever, ever LOST.
Perdido, I looked for my heart, it's perdido,
I lost it way down in Torito
The day the fiesta started.
Bolero,
I swear that they play the Bolero
She kissed me the listing sombrero
And that's when my heart departed.
High was the sun when I held her close,
Low was the moon when she said, 'Adios!'
Perdido, my heart ever since is perdido,
I know I must go to Torito
To find what I lost—perdido.
2nd chorus:
Went down to reach her, and I held her close,
Come to the preacher, then said, 'Adios.'
Now, perdido,
A condo in fair Escondido,
Where we can be found incognito, enjoying a rare siesta.
In summer we tried to explore Sausalito,
But diapers and babies can veto
A dance of a chance fiesta.
Yes I took the craziest trip, and flipped for a Freudian slip,
Now I am forever, ever, ever, ever LOST.
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