Rita’s Tune

[RITA]
Spruce up the room for romancin’
Pull all his socks from the line
Relax the pace and fix your face
Tonight, you’re gonna sparkle like the wine
Music will float from the Philco
Sayin’ the boy could be mine
The room’ll spin, we’ll order in
And slowly slip our shoes off as we dine

He’ll be late
Always is
Me? I’m here
Me? I’m his
Make me wait
And I might bust
I’ll sit and look at Look or Life or...
I’ll just dust

I’ll give it a lick and a promise
Give me the same, I’ll be fine
The future calls within these walls
As if it all was part of some design

Feels like home
Feels so right
The prince ain’t got a palace
But I feel rich tonight
Safe at home
In his domain
Scroungin’ up some glasses
For our pink champagne

Mama, she’s hot for Sidney
Struttin’ and cleanin’ house
This heart that I got for Sidney
Is bustin’ the seams of my blouse

Someone in sweet California
Plucked all these grapes from the vine
Let’s pop a cork in sweet New York
I think tonight‘s the night to pop it
Reach the top and try to top it
Think tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night I shine
Let me shine
See me shine
Fin’lly, my life’s gonna shine