Please, Tell Me Why?

Why? Why? Why? Oh, please tell me,

why did I awaken this morning with such

a torrential downpour pounding my brain?

I found myself singing both backup and the

lead...Whoa...whoa...whoa...whoa...whoa..

whoa-whoa...whoa...whoa...LA is a great

big freeway...put a hundred down and buy

a car...Do you know the way to San Jose?

Dionne Warwick repeats and repeats lyrically,

musically the same. Good Lord, I can’t stop.

I think I’ll go insane. What in this day and

age has taken me back to 1968. Whoa…

whoa...whoa...I can’t explain. Why oh why,

please tell me why am I so musically pre-

occupied? I beg, I plead of you, Rhianna,

please save me from the steady rain. Extend

your umbrella of relief over me, your umbrella…

ella...ella...ella...eh...eh...eh...ella...ella…

ella...eh...eh...eh...I never meant to cause you

any sorrow, I never meant to cause you any pain,
I only wanted to one time to see you laughing, I

only wanted to see you laughing in the purple

rain...Oh, Crap!

Chris Hanch 8-21-18