People say I'm the life of the party. Because I tell a joke or two. Although I might be laughing loud and hearty. Deep inside I'm blue. So take a good look at my face.
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline. But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline. Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying.
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline. But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline. Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying.
People say I'm the life of the party. Because I tell a joke or two. Although I might be laughing loud and hearty. Deep inside I'm blue. So take a good look at my face.