“We’re going to be on Ed Sullivan, Ed Sullivan- we’ll be coast to coast with our favorite host Ed Sull-i-van.” The Beatles, Elvis and Topo Gigio all mounted on the Ed Sullivan Show. Sunday night – vegetable soup, ritz crackers with peanut butter and jelly and Ed Sullivan. Topo it was your bright eyes that we all fixated on. “Sing, sing a song make it simple to last your whole life long.” Make mine music straight up, neat. Lady sang the Blues and then some.
Just for today allow soothing music to side swap everything. The Bye Bye Birdie days and one last kiss rock and rolled us to sleep. Maybe this time we’ll get lucky, maybe this time we’ll win. We would choose west side story over bedtime story any night. Dreams of Henry Higgins and long black gloves were like legions of sugar plums dancing in our heads. “Kiss today good-bye, the sweetness and the sorrow. Won’t forget, can’t regret what we did for Love.” Step it up a notch and swoon to the days of Soldier Boy and waiting for our boyfriends to come back. Where are you Johnny Angel? Let’s twist again like we did last summer our way out of this. Let’s get this loco-in-motion with the Wa o Watusi. In the Still of last nights full moon we “never saw the sun shining so bright, never saw things going so right.” Ella, “I’ll be loving you always, always- with a love that’s true always. Ah, the jukebox in our minds- those oldies but goodies remind me of you. Oh how I hate to get up in the morning- mama said there’d be days like this- but who knows where or when. Wishing and hopin and thinkin and prayin since tomorrow may rain so I’ll follow the sun. Could be who knows, there’s something due any day. I will know right away- maybe tonight.
It’s working and not just in a coal mine, working in a coal mine. Put on a happy face cause it could be tonight. Packed up all my cares and woe here I go singing low, Black “Cloud” bye bye. Bada Bing! “You can’t take that away from me.”