Largo

I was recently rid of a man again
 So I caught me a cab to see Flanagan
 I told the cabbie 'To the alley in back'
 I told myself coming would keep me intact
 Flanny shouts from the second floor
 As I crossed the lot to the kitchen door
 I see Guillermo and give him some lip
 And I cross to the bar, Ellen pours me a nip
 And I look to the stage it's the rock of rage, as Jon is on
 And how could I listen without wanting to be with them,
 And how could I have thought that I was ever alone?
 I feel like singing and drinking and stuff
 And I don't wanna care if I stumble or cry
 Handle me like family and that'll be enough,
 To keep me from dying when I want to die
 When over the rainbow's too far
 Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo
 When over the rainbow's too far
 Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo
 I'm hopping scotches with Loretta and Bob,
 But, but barely containing my rapturous song
 Jon's calling names here like Santas reindeer
 On Palmer on Leisz on Sarah on Sean
 I love watching the Watkins when there rocking with Garza
 I want to be part of the band though
 And when Mr. Tench is on the bench I want to be the piano
 I feel like singing and drinking and stuff
 And I don't wanna care if I stumble or cry
 Handle me like family and that'll be enough,
 To keep me from dying when I want to die
 When over the rainbow's too far
 Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo
 When over the rainbow's too far
 Go to Lar-go to Lar-go to Largo