Bossa Lyrics

Bossa lyrics

The standing invitation to the back of beyond

Beyond which no man dares tread

They do the bossa nova in Wilmington and Dover

In clover, over your head



Saddle your cow

We're leavin' right now

Take off your skin

Or we'll never get in



The drummer's name is Jerry

The singer she is Sherry

The trumpet man is called something Dutch

The vibraphone is shimmer

The room is getting dimmer

A glimmer, a touch too much



The gang is all here

They're drowning in beer

Pull up a chair

Or just lay on the stairs



It's getting faster

It's getting tighter

It's getting easy

Downtown tonight



The bartender is tender

Hey big spender, can't you lend me a dollar or two?

And ain't that Maureen by the cigarette machine

And ain't that Hortence, too



Breathe in the smoke

Laugh at this joke

You'll have to shout

If you want to get out



It's getting faster

It's getting tight

It's getting easy

Downtown tonight