Now I even have to scratch my back myself.

[progmom]

Lorenz Hart was amazingly good at expressing heartbreak and loneliness, don't you think?




Once I laughed when I heard you say
That I'd be playing solitaire,
Uneasy in my easy chair -
It never entered my mind.

Once you told me I was mistaken,
That I'd awaken with the sun
And order orange juice for one -
It never entered my mind.

(Bridge)
You have what I lack myself -
Now I even have to scratch my back myself.

Once you warned me that if you scorned me,
I'd say a lover's prayer again,
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again -
It never entered my mind

[Zuni]

1. I bought a back scratcher at the dollar store

works pretty good if no one else will do it for you

[progmom]

2. can't find my dollar store back scratcher

good thing progdad isn't opposed to doing it. :)

[Zuni]

4. I used to have a girl with nice long nails

who would scratch my back as long as I wanted---:loveya:

[latebloomer]

6. Hope no one gets offended, but

You might be a redneck if---

You use a toilet brush for a back scratcher.

(Sorry, Mr. Hart!)

[Zuni]

8. you found me out

:blush:

[coloradodem2005]

3. If you scratch my back. I'll scratch yours.

:P

[latebloomer]

5. here's another

I didn't know what time it was
Then I met you.
Oh, what a lovely time it was,
How sublime it was too!

I didn't know what day it was
You held my hand.
Warm like the month of May it was,
And I'll say it was grand.

Grand to be alive, to be young,
To be mad, to be yours alone!
Grand to see your face, feel your touch,
Hear your voice say I'm all your own.

I didn't know what year it was
Life was no prize.
I wanted love and here it was
shining out of your eyes.

I'm wise,
And I know what time it is now.

Grand to be alive, to be young,
To be mad, to be yours alone!
Grand to see your face, feel your touch,
Hear your voice say I'm all your own.

I didn't know what year it was
Life was no prize.
I wanted love and here it was
shining out of your eyes.

I'm wise,
and I know what time it is now.



http://www.thepeaches.com/music/

[trof]

7. Give me a kiss to build a dream on

And my imagination
Will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A Kiss to build a dream on

Give me a kiss before you leave me
and my imagination
will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on

Damn, they knew how to write lyrics back then.

[latebloomer]

9. Here's one of his jaded songs

He was so beautifully cynical at times, incredibly romantic at others-

You don't know that I felt good, when we up and parted
You don't know I knocked on wood, gladly broken-hearted
Worrying is through, I sleep all night.
Appetite and health restored
You don't know how much I'm BORED!

The sleepless nights, the daily fights
The quick toboggan when you reach the heights
I miss the kisses and I miss the bites
I wish I were in love again

The broken dates, the endless waits
The lovely loving and the hateful hates
The conversation with the flying plates
I wish I were in love again

No more pain - no more strain
Now I'm sane - but I would rather be gaga

The pulled out fur of cat and cur
The fine mismating of a him and her
I've learned my lesson - but I wish I were
In love again

The furtive sigh, the blackened eye
The words: "I'll love you 'till the day I die"
The self deception that believes the lie
I wish I were in love again

When love congeals it soon reveals
The faint aroma of performing seals
The double-crossing - of a pair of heels
I wish I were in love again

No, more care -- no despair
I'm all there now - but I'd rather be punch drunk

Believe me sir I much prefer
The classic battle of a him and her
I don't like quiet and I wish I were
In love again