Happy Birthday You - Jay Jay Pistolet

Well, if I had my way

You’d have a birthday every week

And you’d choose to spend them all with me

I’d come down to the bus stop

Say you can’t go to work

You’d take my hand faithfully

Then I’d gift wrap my heart

And I’d write you a new song

I’d try to right all your wrongs

I would play with your hair

And suggest what to wear

And I’d paint a smile where it belongs

But I know that you’re not broken

And I know that you’re not bruised

I know I’m easily forgotten

So Happy Birthday You

Oh and every week I’d take you someplace you’ve not been before

I’d try to keep it under wraps

Well we never drove to Paris

And I’ve never been to Prague

We should try them out, perhaps

Then we can document our travels on a handheld camera

Put them to a themed song in kind

If you’ve nothing left to show for it

A story never fits

And the notion of the day is undermined