Who Knows?

Album cover art for "Who Knows?" by Rebecca Naomi Jones

Rebecca Naomi Jones - Pop

Who Knows?

0 Plays

Duration: 4:18

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

[RUTHIE RIVKIN] New York is a wonderful town A very stimulating place to be It's full of galleries and exhibitions Most are absolutely free And concerts like at Lewisohn Stadium Plus, at Carnegie Hall I sit way up top, with its wonderful acoustics That's where it sounds best of all Art lectures at the Metropolitan I attended Ancient Greece the other day [HARRY BOGEN, spoken] Really? [RUTHIE RIVKIN] The modern dance and ballet At the YMNWHA [HARRY BOGEN, spoken] Hah [RUTHIE RIVKIN] And legitimate plays on Broadway, oh Don't you think Odette's is great? [HARRY BOGEN, spoken] Great [RUTHIE RIVKIN] Not downstairs, of course, I get last minute balcony Down at Grey's cut rate What better way can a single girl With leisure spare time find? Than to go around, broaden out her background Also improve her mind? Plus It gives more chance for meeting up with people Wouldn't you say? [HARRY BOGEN, spoken] I guess [RUTHIE RIVKIN] Such as certain members of the opposite sex She hopes to get involved with some day And who can tell? Who knows? When they might come one's way Who knows when I'll see him, who knows? Or why it'll be him, who knows? Perfect, he doesn't have to be Good-looking or rich or smart Long as he's crazy after me And we see heart to heart Who knows when he'll be here, who knows? One day, he'll see me there and hold out his arms First he'll kiss me Say he loves me And then Propose But why, where, when, who knows? [HARRY BOGEN] Well, I guess like Teddy Asch would say I'd better make with the beat Tomorrow's gonna be a real busy day Before the new deal is complete [RUTHIE RIVKIN, spoken] Congratulations, Harry On the business [HARRY BOGEN, spoken] Thanks Although "congratulations" may be just a tiny bit premature I know where my ten grand for Apex Modes is coming from I just haven't exactly gotten my hands on it yet [RUTHIE RIVKIN, spoken] Harry I've got ten thousand dollars Well, Papa had, but it's for me Or, rather, for the man I marry [HARRY BOGEN, spoken] Ruthie, I– It isn't you, it's the Bronx You wanna stay, I gotta get out What you're entitled to get for your ten grand Right now, I haven't got to give [RUTHIE RIVKIN] First he'll kiss me Say he loves me And then Propose But why, where, when, who knows?

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Credits Not Found