Life Arabica Beantown

Tough to see

Getting out

Out on the town

frazzled

New style

Working

Staying

Things

Ba ba ba

Kicking me

Life's short

Great standing

This here saying

Sweet life

Ba ba ba bum ba bum bum

There's a new guy here

A new guy from the old town.

He was just passing gas

But things worked out, he's

Gonna over stay a while

I love it when

Also me naughty

Pain is on the river

Cheap tawdry whore

Christine Baranski type

She'll be a dentist. Or

Whatever

There's a new

Guy in town

Looking good

Feeling good

Got a fresh new style

For the neighborhood.

Things are great staying a while

Ba ba bum ba ba bum bum bum[Intro]

Early to rise,

Early to bed.

In between I cooked

And cleaned

And went out of my head.

Going through life

With blinders on,

It's tough to see.

I had to get up,

Get out from under

And look

For me.

There's a new guy in town,

He's looking good.

There's a fresh faced smile,

In the neighborhood.

There's a new guy in town,

With a brand new style.

He was just passing through,

But if things work out,

He's gonna stay

A while.

Kickin' myself for nothing

Was my favorite sport.

I had to take off,

Start enjoying,

Cause life's too short.

There's a new guy in town,

'Cause I'm feeling good.

Got a smile,

Got a song,

For the neighborhood.

Things are great

When you stand

On your own two feet.

And this guy's here to say,

With some luck and love,

Life's gonna be

So sweet!

Ba ba bum bum bummmm

Ba ba bum bum bummmm

Ba ba bum bum bummmm

Tough to see

Getting out

Out on the town

Fresh face

New style

Working

Staying

Things

Ba ba ba

Kicking me

Life's short

Great standing

This here saying

Sweet life

Ba ba ba bum ba bum bum

There's a new guy here,

A new guy from the old town.

He was just passing by,

But things worked out,

He's gonna stay a while.

I've had time

To write a book

About

The way you act and look

But I haven't got

A paragraph.

Words

Are always

Getting in my way

Anyway,

I love you

That's all

I have

To tell you

That's all

I've got to say

Now,

I'd like to make

A speech about

The love

That touches me.

Stumbling,

I'd make you laugh

I feel as though

My tongue

Were made of clay

Anyway,

I love you

That's all

I have

To tell you

I'm not a girl of poetry

Music isn't one with me

It runs from me

It runs from me

I tried to write

A symphony

But I lost the melody

Alas,

I only finished half

And finish

I suppose

I never may

Anyway,

I love you

That's all

I have

To tell you

That's all I've got to say

That's all I've got to say

That's all

I've got

to say