Clara

Clara, dear Clara Tell me, please do How come your dear father Was far smarter than you? And Clara, dear Clara What will you do Now your only daughter Has taken to the booze It's a family drama Though you lack the skill to write it down 'Cos Daddy used up all the ink Then he took his pen and left town Clara, dear Clara Now your husband's gone too Leaving his piano In this hotel room so play it Clara Remember, dear Clara How he used to play for you Like a personal orchestra If you could just recall the tune Clara Remember, Clara Everything was harmonious Everything was melodic Now you're a lonely widow And your daughter's alcoholic The last of the bloodline Is 40 percent proof Just like a friend of your dad's once almost said: "Being young is wasted on the youth" Clara, dear Clara Tell me, please do How come your dear father Was far smarter than you? Tell me, Clara Clara Clara