B.J. Don't Cry-Moxy Fruvous

[ti:B.J. Don't Cry] [ar:Moxy Fruvous] [al:Bargainville] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]B.J. Don't Cry - Moxy Fruvous [00:00.93]Never had a girl to call his own [00:03.63] [00:11.38]From the Fruvous Quill comes a sorry tale of love and illin' [00:15.45]Romeo found the balcony too high [00:17.38]Ended up with second billin' [00:18.80]She loved in triplicate [00:20.61]Left his heart a blank to fill in [00:22.46]Lost his faith immaculate when cupid became a villain [00:26.07] [00:26.99]B J don't cry no more [00:29.68] [00:30.61]Wonders what his heart is beating for [00:34.22]Says he takes it much too hard [00:36.89]Give my regards to B J [00:40.69] [00:41.97]In a fit of rage he tore down [00:44.50]All her gifts and promises [00:46.31]Sick and tired of hearing 'bout those Harry [00:48.91]Dick and Thomasses [00:49.78]Banished her for life he did [00:51.37]Right then and there from the premises [00:53.49]Once Holy Virgin Queen now on the scene [00:56.21]His nemesis [00:57.43] [00:58.04]B J don't cry no more [01:00.55] [01:01.44]Wondered what his heart was beating for [01:05.08]Says he takes it much too hard [01:07.72]Give my regards to B J [01:11.62] [01:12.35]He thought about his life his heart began to rush [01:15.80]He buried the crown found a bucket and a brush [01:19.53]B J paints town [01:21.59] [01:27.33]Foot foot [01:27.83] [01:29.92]La la la la la la [01:31.52] [01:33.48]La la la la la [01:34.97]Now on the street our wounded soul [01:37.30]Is looking quite Gregarial [01:38.75]Heart of tin has shed his skin [01:40.83]Given it a hefty burial [01:42.42]As with logic as with reason [01:44.33]As with science actuarial [01:46.08]Rallied 'round the Fruvous Flag [01:47.84]Burnt the kitchen raised the aerial [01:49.67] [01:50.83]B J don't cry no more [01:52.54]Never had a girl to call his own [01:54.34]Found out what his heart was beating for [01:56.15]Never strayed too far from hearth and home [01:57.86]Says he takes it much too hard [01:59.64]He's our Messiah give my regards to B J [02:04.43]Turn it over little man [02:07.41]He took a trip B J's on a train [02:10.61]Far far away but he'll be back again one rainy day [02:17.25] [02:18.08]B J don't cry no more [02:20.82] [02:21.54]B J don't cry no more [02:24.53] [02:25.86]So there we have a story lived in person told by proxy [02:29.88]'Bout a mild-mannered mannequin [02:31.54]Every Friday hit the Roxy [02:33.62]Till there his own reflection [02:35.17]Showed him his orthodoxy [02:37.04]Now he hikes the Himalayas [02:38.78]Stuffs his letters full of moxy [02:40.48]B J don't cry no more [02:41.72]Never had a girl to call his own [02:43.31]Found out what his heart was beating for [02:45.21]Never strayed too far from hearth and home [02:46.95]Says he takes it much too hard [02:48.56]He's our Messiah give my regards to B J [02:53.43] [02:54.13]He says he takes it much too hard [02:56.15]He's our Messiah [02:56.99]Give my regards to B J [03:00.66] [03:01.36]And now he's swinging in the yard [03:03.65]He's the junior bard with the Juliard [03:07.26]B J