Boston

A song of a father. // Improvised lyrics: Well I went up to Boston with you on my mind. Looking in the shop doors to see what I could find. I gotta find something that will speak to your heart. Cause I know you’re coming soon and I’ll be ready from the start. And I say, Oooh, my girl, yeah. Yeah oooh yeah you’re my girl. He says, Oooh you’re my girl, yeah, ohh. Now I’m a great Papa, I’m a father of you. I know what you’re like and I love everything that you do, yeah. Just like a little kid, dancing in your clothes, wearing that pretty dress and lipstick on your nose, oh, yeah, I say, Oooh, yeah, I’m a father of you. I say, ooh yeah yeah. So come on the dance floor, just like we used to. Come like a little girl in her tutu. Come like a little boy—yeah, I’m also talking to you. Come on now, little boy, let’s go. Let’s go, yeah. Oooh I’m a father to ...