Miss Clara/Azusa Sue - Bobbie Gentry

Last Friday I received your letter

It said your book was overdue

And you’d be by to pay your five-cent fine

Within a day or two

Since that day the time drags by

Things just aren’t the same

For I don’t want your five-cent fine

I just want to know your name

You wrote

Miss Clara

Would it be too bold of me to call you Clair?

My head is spinnin', wonder if I dare

To let you know that I care

For you, Clara

Miss Clara

You’re like the cover of a magazine

You outshine every star I’ve seen

On the silver screen

Gee, you’re keen

Since I saw you at your desk

At the public library

You stamped my book and I took a look

And now your face is all I see

I wish I could get to know ya

So we could plan our honeymoon

We’ll trade the ivy halls for Niagara Falls

When I graduate next June

(Miss Clara)

Oh, Miss Clara

I’d like to see you let down your hair

I’d like to take you with me everywhere

We make a nifty pair

Sweetie Clair

We can go to my hometown

To meet my mom and dad

He’ll tell ya all about the depression years

And all the trouble we had

Mom’ll take you to the kitchen

To give you a recipe

And then dad’ll take me aside to say

He’s glad to have you in the family

(Miss Clara)

Oh, Miss Clara

There’s a cozy cottage we could share

On a little farm in Delaware

We’d be so happy there

If I could call you Clair

Doo-bee-doo-doo

Bee-oop-bee-op-op, dee-dah

Bee-oop-bee-op-op, dee-dah

Bay-op-bee-oop-bee-op, dee-dah

Miss Clara

There’s a cozy cottage we could share

On a little farm in Delaware

We’d be so happy there

If I could call you Clair

Miss Clara, do you care

If I call you Clair?

Miss Clara, I swear

Ah, ha-ha

Boo-doo-wee-loo-wee-oo

Ba-ba-lee, ba-ba-lee, dah

Bee-oo-bee-oo, ba-doo-dah