First Song-Its A Most Unusual Day

Thank you, D Kirby. Here we go. Any special plans for beginning the week? I kind of thought maybe it'd be nice if we'd begin with music of some sort. Now that's what I call a real bright idea for Monday.

You know how Mondays are, Rosie? Who's gonna grab the bull by the horn here? I'm already. Well, grab it. It's the most unusual day. Feel like throwing my worries away As an old native born Californian would say It's the most unusual day There's the most unusual sky Not a sign of a cloud passing by

And if I want to sing, throw my heart in the ring It's the most unusual day There are people for sunshine ever spring in the air It's the most unusual time I keep feeling my temperature quiet If my heart won't behave in the usual way Well, there's only one thing to say There are meeting people

There is sunshine everywhere. There are people breeding people's time. I keep feeling my temperate decline. If my heart won't behave. Can't you're a nice fella to butter me up like that?

Oh, I really made it. Then I guess I should rest on my laurels, huh? Sure. I wonder if I can persuade Mr. Crosby to move in here and take charge. Be very happy to take over Rosemary.

Incidentally, I enjoyed your song very much. Oh, I tell you between you and Kenya just gonna spoil me. Bape down yonder in New Orleans, in the land of dreamy seas. Such a garden of Eden, that's what I mean.

Creole babies with flashin' eyes softly whisper with tender sighs Stop! Won't you give your lady fair a little smile? Oh now bet your life you linger there A little while There is heaven right here on earth With those beautiful queens Down yonder in new Orleans Orange blossom, sweet aroma, and the strains of black plumber