Ben is a baker with a twinkle in his eye
He can sure make a cake
Seth is a regular customer with a sweet tooth for his fudge
He loves the jocularity and wit of sweet Ben
With his chef’s hat he is jauntily attired
As he seems to live life as a whim
Seth has a daughter, sweet Agnes
Pretty as sugar is sweet
So he has the notion to create a magical potion
He needed them to meet
Seth sent her in on a many a foray
To retrieve pastries he so likes
Ben eventually took notice and he began to like
This darling girl in ringlets and pearls
She was such a sight
One thing led to another
It’s fifty years on with many grandsons
And their youngest, a granddaughter
She comes around with regularity
Helps with the baking and always says “please”

Red heels in a white dress
She is a sail full of wind
Propelling us to the Cape of Good Hope
So much within my heart
I’m taking the chance
A vision she is
Of ecstasy
This is nirvana
I am in

That someone is so lovely
Staggers me
That she can love me
I cannot believe
But luck has met opportunity
I’ll take the bet
I’ll be at my best
You ain’t seen nothing yet
Wait and see

Welcome to the house of blues
I’m the maître d’
Have a seat anywhere
Some people never leave
Most don’t eat
They just drink and stare
Order up a double
Swirl the ice around
They are troubled
Very down
But so aware

Maybe jazz will soothe
A standard the pianist plays
The clientele get lost in thought
In dreams of yesterday
After all, it’s the house of blues
Where they come to stay

Welcome, have a seat
It’s like this every day

I object to all the attorneys
All they do is fight
The judges are too crusty
Trials take too much time
Just plain crazy are the clients
The clerks too often mean
I’m so tired of going through pat-downs
And being screened by those **** machines
Me, I’m a juror, no one cares for me
I don’t want to be here
Justice ain’t easy
And the subject, human misery
That’s what I evaluate
Look at those with whom I must agree
As we deliberate
But after all, this is democracy
And the great leveler is the jury system
This is public service
The price of being free
So all in all, I can’t complain
It is an honor here to be

Sometimes I wonder what might’ve been
It hurts to remember what we had back then
I still think of you, I can’t help myself
We were one in a million
There is no one else
Who has touched me as you have
No, nobody else
We could’ve made it
I’m sure of that
Though we live apart, you live in my heart
Consoling in a way
Still, I will always miss you every day
So, I send my love to you
Though you’re so far away
We could have made it
Way back when
But this is now
And that was then

Love is real
Love is all
Effortless cool
She’s got it all
All for me
All for us
All in all

This is a house of love
I love so
First, because she is in it
Second, me too
It’s easy living
Sunshine coming through
Delicacies to savor
Who knew life could be so kind?
Two fireplaces
My, my, my
In her loving arms
No need to go anywhere
We’ve got it made
In this love we share