Bianca

In the street called Tim and Ally
I have suffered endless wrongs
For I’m the dog who writes in cog
All of cold parts of Broadway songs
Here’s a new one to Bianca
Bless her heart and bless her soul
I’ll sing it through for all of you
Then take it away cold
Are you listening?
We’re listening
Yes, we’re listening (yes, we’re listening)
Bianca, Bianca
Oh, baby, will you be mine?
Bianca, Bianca
You’d better answer yes or poppa spank ya
To win you, Bianca
There’s nothing I would not do
I would gladly give up coffee for Sanka
Even Sanka, Bianca, for you