AFAIK, the lyrics are okay. "Miami" is an easy one, since that album
("Martin Mull") has the lyrics printed in it...(pulls out his
autographed copy of the album, pauses for the "oohs" and aahs" to
subside)
Miami
here's a tune that's kinda lazy
it's not smart, and it sure ain't crazy
and when you hear the melody
you might get ill
it's what you'd hear in elevators in Brazil
and inside your head
in Miami
spell Miami
and then ask me why? am I
M-I-A-M-I
getting tan or am I getting freckles
I hope it's tan 'cause I'm sure spending sheckels
to sit beside the ocean here, in my concrete box
and the only fish around are Nova Scotia lox
and they tell me it's swell
in Miami
spell Miami
and then ask me why? am I
M-I-A-M-I
feeling bad, o man I can't believe it
the fun I've had, and I'm gonna have to leave it
I'll go back to Tarrytown
and tell the Bagel Ranch
I found a great location for another branch
right inside a hotel
in Miami
spell Miami
and then ask me why? am I
M-I-A-M-I
in Heaven or am I in Miami
am I in Heaven or am I in Miami?
(c) 1970 WB music (ASCAP)
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--- In martinmullappreciationsociety@yahoogroups.com, trakei
<no_reply@y...> wrote:
> Hello, Mulligans. I tried once before to put this
> message through; please forgive me if it appears
> twice. This is what "Normal" sounds like to me.
> I can't make out the lyrics to "Miami", though.
> Could someone post those, or point me to a place
> on the web where they can be found?
>
> ---------------------------------------------------
>
> NORMAL
>
> Why'd we have to get so hip?
> Oh, why'd we have to take that trip, honey?
> You look dumb in dungarees and so do I.
> C'mon, go put on your nicest dress
> And I'll put on my tie.
>
> Here's why.
>
> I'm tired of rock-n-rollin'.
> Let's get married, honey, let's go bowlin'.
> Throw away our pot and acid,
> Spend a weekend at Lake Placid.
> 'ts too hard to live in this town if you're strange.
> What say you and I get normal for a change?
>
> CHORUS
>
> What say you and I get normal?
> It don't have to be that formal.
> We'll just sit and watch TV like others do.
> We'll eat meat and mashed potatoes,
> Cut our hair so folks don't hate us.
> Life is nuts enough just living here with you.
>
> Let's see who can be most boring.
> You do the dishes, honey, I'll start snoring.
> We'll get a mower and do some mowing.
> Spend all morning getting it going.
> We'll show everyone in town we're not deranged.
> What say you and I get normal for a change?
>
> CHORUS
>
> It's gonna change us, honey, sexually.
> From now on we'll just be once-a-weekers.
> It's gonna change us, darling, even musically.
> We'll get our records through the mail
> And get a set of lousy speakers.
>
> So if you'll beg my pardon
> I'll go now to start a garden.
> It'll just be small potatoes,
> Just some lettuce and tomatoes.
> And if either one comes up, we'll join the Grange.
> What say you and I get normal for a change?
>
> What say you and I get normal?
> It don't have to be that formal.
> We'll just sit and watch TV like others do.
> We'll eat meat and mashed potatoes,
> Cut our hair so folks don't hate us.
> Life is nuts enough just living here with you.
> It's true.
> Living here with you and Bobby Magoo.