Letras
Hello, Pa
It's long distance
It's your brand-new southern daughter
It's Rose
Oh, everything is fine here, I suppose
How's the Hudson River?
I'm fine
Just fine
I'm learning the lingo
Magnolia, cammelia, azalea
The temple, get this, has Sunday night bingo
Just like the goyim - oy
A long distance call
So much to tell
The boy still hates me
I really shouldn't be talking so loud
He leaves money in his pockets
And that really grates me
I tell him and tell him it's not allowed
Just shucking your laundry, you hear that?
Shuck?
I'm a southerner already
Onto the floor, take the money out first
God knows we're not poor
But show respect for your father
He worked hard for that buck
Well, no, not a whole buck
He's a boy
But loose change
Quarters
Those add up!
The Negro maid
She's making bupkis
How does that look?
Leaving change in his pockets
Indifferent to money
The kid's a little funny
Spoiled and quiet
Sad, I guess
I'm on a diet
I bought a new dress
Stu's giving lessons
Playing
Doing fine, the work is steady
He still misses Betty
I don't mind
I miss her too
She was my best friend
I miss the city
I miss the old crowd
What?
Oh, because we haven't got -
No, we can't give her a raise
Pa
Pa, we aren't rich
We're just plain folk
We've only got bupkis ourselves, we're broke
It's typical! You obsess about the maid
While your daughter's miserable
No, not miserable, I never said -