Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Jack Uzzi


I wrote this song for a very special person…

I live in a tower, on the 47th floor
Everyday I climb the stairs to go home
And that makes all my muscles sore.
Fortunately, I’m lucky… So here’s my poem:

Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
How could I live without you?
I’d have to leave this luxurious
Penthouse with an ocean view!

When I get home, I take off my shoes
Watch TV, eat and read the news
Ouch! My back hurts
Against the pain, only one thing works:

Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
How could I live without you?
I’d have to leave this luxurious
Penthouse with an ocean view!

So I take the stairs down in pain
It’s a long way, but I’m excited!
I reach the sixth floor and then
I see you, waiting, so delighted:

Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
How could I live without you?
I’d have to leave this luxurious
Penthouse with an ocean view!

You’re welcoming, I’m entering.
No visitors today? I’m lucky!
There you are Jack. How are you doing?
“I’m feeling warm and bubbly.”

Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
How could I live without you?
I’d have to leave this luxurious
Penthouse with an ocean view!

My back is fine again
Hey! Stop tickling me!
You sure know how to entertain
My dear Mister Jack Uzzi!

Yes, this is the crappiest joke ever. I won’t do it again…

Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
How could I live without you?
I’d have to leave this luxurious
Penthouse with an ocean view!

Epilogue

What you don’t know…
Is that Jack is not always called Jack, no.
If you’re nice, he will maybe
Transform into a boiling hot lady!

Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
How could I live without you?
I’d have to leave this luxurious
Penthouse with an ocean view!
Jack you’re a genius! You’re a genius!
Or should I call you Jacky?

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