Piano - Michael Feinstein

Hitches rides in limousines

Ya know there’s a lot of kings and queens

Who would envy her in a t shirt she wears

Platform shoes and applique

Antique lace and acrame

Oh I have watched her sit and play

With a daisy chain or a baby’s hand and

Oh so elegantly she stands with a stolen rose

Rings for her fingers and a kiss for her nose

And will have music wherever she goes

The lady wears the best perfume

Takes her time in her old man’s bathroom

She lures the old man to his doom

He was ambushed by the shaving cream

Or a helping of strawberry pie

Served up right between his eyes

You dare not make the lady cry

You know revenge is swift an sticky and

Yes she may have one of these

And yes she may have one of those

Rings for her fingers and a kiss for her nose

And she will have music wherever the lady goes

The lady dines like a movie star

Or we count our cash in some back street bar

But it don’t matter where we are

You know those heads turn round when she walks in

In borrowed room or a fine hotel

You might find heaven and ya might find hell

The lady fits her blue jeans so well

Ya know she’ll hurt ya but she’ll help ya too

And yes she may have one of these

And yes she may have one of those

Rings for her fingers and a kiss for her nose

And she will have music whereever the lady goes

She will have music

Wherever she goes