Philip Morrison Singing His Original "Ode To Loy" a Capella

"Ode To Loy" - Music and Lyrics by Philip Morrison - 2004

Lyric

Verse 1:

When I stay up late
Dreamin' up soulmates
I dream Myrna Loy

Her tongue can ice men
Skewer, slice, and dice men
When they're naughty boys

But, If you are her man
Ooh, Myrna sure can
Dole out whispered joy

Her sweetest nothin's
Melt cold stud-muffins
And make chaste monks boy-toys

Verse2:

Myrna shines best in
The company of men
Her charms scin-til-late

Shares in their hijinx
Hangs tight despite chinks
In their armored plate

But, though she can 'rassle'
Men have no hassle
Keeping her sex straight

When she wears backless
Dresses she maxes
Male desire to mate
(Chorus)

Chorus

I'd update my label to Nick
Be licensed a private dick
To be with Myrna tonight

I'd bury myself in red herrings
'Til my odor was hardly worth sharing
To be with Myrna tonight

I'd be the proud lord and masta'
To a flea-bitten mutt named Asta
To Be with my Myrna tonight

Verse 3:

Beauty uncouthly
Thrives in a youthly
Place where Time holds sway

What Youth makes dazzle
Old-Age unravels
Beauty fades away

But with one raised eye-brow
Ooh Myrna somehow
Keeps Old-Age at bay

Her kind of beauty
Sticks, a dab'll do me
'Til my dying day.
(Chorus)

Tag:

I'd do most anything
I'd pull almost any string
To be with my Myrna tonight.