Wherein I respond to our Small Group who want to go see Mama Mia...
Well, I feel a little Under Attack, like my choices are Slipping Through My Fingers because my Honey, Honey isn't Laying All her Love on Me, but hey, One Man, One Woman, and Just Like That, Bang-A-Boomerang and things change and we are As Good as New.
Now, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do Have a Dream, but it isn't to see Mamma Mia.Â Thank You for the Music idea but I don't like musicals.Â That's Me,Â I know. It's also about the Money, Money, Money but if we could get Two for the Price of One, then Rock Me and I'd Thank You for the Music. That's really The Name of the Game for me.
I could go On and On and On but One of Us will have to decide.
Marc is still out there and need I remind you all, He Is Your Brother. He doesn't seem all Head Over Heels about it either and I've never viewed him as a Dancing Queen. I suppose Marc could watch his kids and he and I could hit the late show. But then you'd have to Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight). Remember You Owe Me One so I guess he'd just have to Take a Chance on Me
Course People Need Love including me. So here's an SOS.Â When All Is Said and Done I'll do whatever My Love, My Life tells me to do.
P.S. what was that, did I just hear a Chiquitita Eagle called Fernando at my window?
Non? Ah Voulez-Vous