..but it don’t sing and dance, and it don’t walk.
As long as I can have you here with me,
I’d much rather be forever in blue jeans.
And honey’s sweet, but it ain’t nothin next to baby’s treat.
And if you’d pardon me, I’d like to say
We’d do okay forever in blue jeans.
Baby, tonight,
Baby tonight, by the fire, all alone you and I,
Nothing around but the sound of your heart and my sighs,
Oh yeah, money talks, but it don’t sing and dance, and it don’t walk.
As long as I can have you here with me,
I’d much rather be forever in blue jeans, babe.
Neil Diamond, as usual, says it better than I ever could. Rock on, dude.
One word for you…
Bo.
‘Rock On!’
This is spooky. This morning, I had a song about money going through my head (except mine was the Beatles, Can’t Buy Me Love). Given our recent discussion about teachers and M&B heroes… we haven’t a Vulcan mindmeld, have we??
)) (That’s a smiley with extra chins, btw)
Yes, Kathy. I know.
Rock on Stacy!
I think we may have a Vulcan mindmeld, Kate, but you actually brought up the M&B hero teacher yourself and I just copied you.
You copied me about the money songs, though.