Out there...
There's a world outside of Yonkers~
Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnabeeee~
-- There's a SLICK TOWN, Barnabeee~..
Out there...
Full of shine and full of sparkle~
Close your eyes and see it glisten, Barnabeee..
LISTENNN, BARNABEEEEE~!!
Put-on-your-Sunday-clothes,
There's lot's of world out theeerree~
Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars!
We're gonna find adventure in the EVENING AIR!!
Girls in white in a perfumed night,
Where the lights are bright as the STAARRS!!
Put on your Sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town~
In one of those new horsedrawn open caaarrss!!
We'll see the shows at Delmonicos,
And we'll close the town in a whirl!!
▓▓▓ we ░░n't c▒▒▒ h▓▓e u░░░▓ ▒▒'▒e ░░░░░ a ▓▓l!
((ooc:
WALL-E Soundtrack / Michael Crawford, "Put On Your Sunday Clothes" He's singing this song because he's grown curious of what's "out there," beyond just the city of Paradisim. This curiosity probably won't last, however. Since he'll find
better things to do soon enough..))