5137 = 11 x 467
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
5138 = 2 × 7 × 367
When the gales of November come early.
5139 = 32 x 571
That has left us all a bit thoughtful, has it not? Something cheerful now, perhaps?
5140
So here she’s actin’ happy inside her handsome home
And me, I’m flyin’ in my taxi, takin’ tips and gettin’ stoned.
[This is one of Harry Chapin’s long story songs. It’s not as well known as some, but it has a happy ending, so it should fit the “cheerful” criterion. If it’s not immediately recognizable, it’s called “Sequel,” as it continues the story of Harry and Sue from “Taxi.”]
5141 = 53 × 97
I got into town a little early
5142
Had eight hours to kill before the show
5143 = 37 × 139
First thought about heading up north of the bay
5144 = 23 x 643
Then knew where I had to go
5145 = 3 × 5 × 73
I thought about taking a Limousine
5146 = 2 x 31 x 83
Or at least a fancy car
5147
But I ended up taking a taxi
5148 = 22 × 32 × 11 × 13
'Cause that’s how I got this far
5149 = 19 x 271
It was ten years goin’ in the front seat
5150 = 2 × 52 × 103
Drivin’ stoned, feelin’ no pain
5151 = 3 x 17 x 101
Now, here I am straight and sittin’ in the back
5152 = 25 x 7 x 23
Hitting Sixteen Parkside Lane
5153, a prime, or 5.153 × 103
The driveway was the same, as I remembered
5154
And a butler came and answered the door
5155 = 5 × 1031
He just shook his head, when I asked for her
5156
And said, “She doesn’t live here anymore”