Damn you Victor for mentioning Cabaret today. As I suspected it would, the music from the show has gone around in my head all day, and now I am writing about, it probably will tomorrow too. Sad but true, I know the words from many of the songs in the film Cabaret.
I used to have girlfriend known as Elsie,
With whom I shared two sordid rooms in Chelsea.
She wasn't what you call a blushing flower,
As matter of fact she rented by the hour.
But when she died the neighbours came to snicker,
(Liza Minelli at her concerts when in Australia recently, inserted a pause before the next line. Of course a good percentage of her audience were gay and the rest probably gay friendly and of course gays always abuse drugs and alcohol, so I can only imagine how that would have brought the house down. Liza does have a history of prescription drug and alcohol abuse)
So that's what comes from too much pills and liquor.
But when I saw her laid out like a queen,
She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen.
I am a gay male, so I am obliged to like Cabaret, but regardless, I think I would like it if I was str8. Go on, you know the tune. Have a sing song. You will feel better for it. Dance and fling your arms about if you must.