| Lyrics: | Bye Bye Blumberg
My name is Charlie Blumberg
And I travel everywhere.
'Cause
I'm a traveling salesman,
So I fly from here to there.
In every town I visit
Folks
must think I'm really swell.
'Cause everytime I leave a town,
I get a fond
farewell.
Every time I fly away,
People cry, and they say,
"Bye bye,
Blumberg."
It's a shame I have to go,
Seeing as how they miss me so.
Bye bye,
Blumberg.
Once I took a trip with Irving Cohen.
No one even noticed he was
goin'.
Me they smashed across the head,
With champagne, and they said,
"Blumberg, bye
bye."
Packed my Playboy magazine,
Drip-dry shirt and Dramamine.
It's bye bye,
Blumberg.
All night I'm like Don Juan,
But sorry, girls, I fly at dawn.
Bye
bye, Blumberg.
The stewardess says, "Fasten safety belt, sir."
Then she serves me
coffee, tea, or seltzer.
And each night when I retire, the Mormon Tabernacle choir
sings
"Blumberg, bye bye."
I was in Cambodia.
They don't say hello to
ya,
Just "Bye bye, Blumberg."
In the archipelagoes,
No matter where a fella
goes,
Bye bye, Blumberg.
Even in Arabia when I fly by,
Abdul Nasser stands
there waving bye bye.
And you'll see when I'm really gone,
In neon lights at Forest
Lawn,
"Blumberg, bye bye."
Beloved Blumberg,
Oh Blumberg,
Ah bye
bye.
Look up in the sky!
You will find a Blumberg of Happiness |
