Joe

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Peter Polycarpou - Pop, West End

Joe

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Duration: 5:16

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[JOE] You wake up at ten Fold up the bed (spoken) You don't wanna leave your couch open all day, you know? It's depressing... (sung) You cook an egg You toast some bread (spoken) You cook for yourself, you save a bundle. If you don't keep track o' your money, who will? (sung) You think about The day ahead (spoken) You can't go feelin' sorry for yourself (sung) It's like I said (spoken) You can sit home and be mad at the world, or you can get out and do things... (sung) You take a walk You meet a chum (spoken) This one guy lives down by National Biscuit — Boy, you should see the nice aroma... (sung) You shoot the bull You argue some (spoken) And maybe he calls up a coupla other fellas to comе over, play some poker... (sung) You losе at gin Until they come (spoken) This guy remembers what cards you picked up! (sung) The dirty bum... (spoken) But even gettin' beat at gin beats doin' nothin'... (sung) You take a bus You take a train (spoken) You visit your wife's grave. On the way you read the Reader's Digest... (sung) It does you good To use your brain (spoken) Or maybe you go out and see your cousin. You bring a six-pack along... (sung) You take a stroll Down memory lane (spoken) When we were young we was always together — (sung) And raisin' Cain (spoken) We go back a long ways, him and me. Oh, the times we had... (sung) I remember once Back in '62 We were at this fair With these girls we knew On this crazy ride Where you screamed or you prayed (spoken) The "Big Dipper", they called it... (sung) We could hardly walk As we left the car So we staggered down For a candy bar Then we sat and laughed In the penny arcade At six o'clock You watch the news (spoken) Them politicians get you so mad you throw your slippers at the set... (sung) You cook some franks No big to-do's (spoken) Most nights you lay around, you straighten up, maybe call your daughter... (sung) You watch a game You take a snooze (spoken) But then there's Sunday, Sunday's different— (sung) You change your shirt You shine your shoes (spoken) 'Cause you're goin' around the block to the tavern... (sung) You shoot some pool You drink some beer (spoken) You don't have to drink a lot to have a good time, maybe three, four in an evening... (sung) You find a pal You bend his ear (spoken) You meet a lot o' your old crowd there Sundays. Sometimes a bunch o' you, you sing — (sung) The kinda song You never hear (spoken) Like "Stardust" or "In the Mood" (sung) And then you cheer... (spoken) Last Sunday night we sang "Till We Meet Again". Believe it or not, I once did a waltz to that tune. Honest to god... (sung) It was at a dance I was seventeen And the girl was like From a magazine And the lights were low And I mean really low (spoken) I think a coupla my friends had somethin' to do with that... (sung) And I kissed her cheek As we waltzed away I remember that Like it's yesterday Boy, she was surprised I can hear her say: "Joe!" They drive you home From round the block You take your cash Out of your sock You fix the bed You check the lock You wind the clock...

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  • Craig Carnelia