I was walking through the park one day,
In the very merry month of May,
I was taken by surprise,
By a pair of roving eyes,
I was walking through the park one day.
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
You’re the icing on the cake
A special holiday
Since I laid eyes on you
I knew you were the one
Every day will be like a holiday.
When my baby, Oh when my baby
When my baby comes home.
Every day will be like a holiday.
When my baby,
When my baby comes home.
When you’re on a holiday
You can’t find the words to say
All the things that come to you
And I wanna feel it too
On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine I can’t control my brain
Life is a three ring circus
all the ups and downs of a carousel
That I know so well
Life is a three ring circus
Just one little ride on a merry go round
Going round and round and round and round and round and round.
You spin me right round, baby, right round. Like a record, baby, round, round, round, round.
What goes up must come down
spinning wheel got to go round
Talking about your troubles it’s a crying sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel spin
The world is turning
I hope it doesn’t turn away
the world is turning
I hope it doesn’t turn away
I need a crowd of people
but I can’t face them day to day
Day by day
Day by day
Oh Dear Lord
Three things I pray
To see thee more clearly
Love thee more dearly
Follow thee more nearly
Day by day
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
Sheep go to heaven
Goats go to hell
Sheep go to heaven
Goats, go to hell
Everyone is trying to get to the bar
The name of the bar, the bar is called heaven
The band in heaven, they play my favorite song
Play it one more time, play it all night long
Heaven, heaven is a place, a place where nothing, nothing ever happens.
Heaven, must be missing an angel.
Angel say no
You’re better on your own
Angel say no no no
Baby don’t you know-oh oh oh oh oh
Baby, mellow my mind
make me feel like a school boy on good times
Juggling nickels and dimes
satisfied with the fish on the line.
Put the dime in the box/ play the song about New Orleans
Cold beer/ hot lights/ My sweet romantic teenage nights
It’s been a long night in New York City
It’s been a long night in Baton Rouge
I don’t remember you looking any better
But then again I don’t remember you
I’m burning up the road, I’m heading down to Phoenix
I’ve go this old address of someone that I knew
It was high and fine and free, ah you should’ve seen us
And I can’t forget, I can’t forget
I can’t forget but I don’t remember who
Well they say
That Santa Fe
Is less than 90 miles away
and I got time to roll a number and rent a car