Miranda - Melanie

Do you have some problems

Would you like someone to solve them

Would you like someone to share in your misery

Well I don’t know the answer

But I know a flamenco dancer

Who will dance for you if you will dance for me

Her name’s Miranda

She’s a Rudolph Valentino fan

And she doesn’t claim to understand

She bakes brownies for the boys in the band

And every Sunday morning

When the sermon lines are forming

And Saturday night is a memory that I gave

She’s busy in the pantry

Far away from Elmer Gantry

Who is busy baking souls that he may save

Everybody’s soul but Miranda

She’s a Rudolph Valentino fan

And she doesn’t claim to understand

She bakes brownies for the boys in the band

At the bar we’re gin & scotchin

While the F.B.I.

is watching

And they’re tape recording every other word

The Bartender is bleeding

Pardon me I was just leaving

As another cleaver voice repeats absurd absurd

Everybody’s talking about Miranda

She’s a Rudolph Valentino fan

And she doesn’t claim to understand

She bakes brownies for the boys in the band

Her name’s Miranda

Her name’s Miranda

Her name’s Miranda