5

I want to quit life for a day
And dream me a place where no worry falls
upon my shoulders
Were I can lay back and drink my bourbon
and pretend I'm in a Big Band.

I want to forget about life and poetry
To forget my name and goals
I want to sip a coffee cup
While you hold me tight and
Listen to Frankie's Big Band.

I want it to be warm with a cool breeze
that smells like tanning lotion and
Someone's lemonade
To chill by a bar and smile at stangers
While we listen to Good Ol' Blue Eyes
And his Big Band.

There's nothing I crave more
Just you and me, and no one more
laying back, drinking and laughing
And listening to Big Band.