LUMPENPROLETARIAT—I’m sitting here on the bench, with my back against the fence, wonderin’ if I have any sense, girl. Somethin’ tells me I’m a fool to let you treat me so cruel. But, nevertheless, I say again, you got me waiting…
—Messina
“Sitting in the Park” (1965) by Billy Stewart
Sitting in the park, waiting for you
Yes, I’m sitting right here
Waiting for you, my dear
Wonderin’ if you ever
Are gonna show up
I don’t know you’re gonna show
My darlin’, I got to go
But nevertheless I say it
You got me waiting
Sitting in the park, waiting for you
Sitting here on the bench
With my back against the fence
Wonderin’ if I
Have any sense
Something tells me I’m a fool
To let you treat me so cruel
But nevertheless I say again
You got-a me waiting
Sitting in the park, waiting for you
Why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why? (Tell me why)
Won’t you tell me why? (I wanna know why)
Oh, my darlin’ I said-a, right now
Oh, girl, I wanna know why? Why?
Sitting in the park, waiting for you
Sitting here on the bench
With my back against the fence
Wonderin’ if I
Have any sense, girl
Something tells me I’m a fool
Let you treat me so cruel
Nevertheless, I say it
You got-a me waiting
Sitting in the park, waiting for you
No, I’m not gonna wait
I am tired of waiting
No longer gonna wait, girl
Any longer
I’m tired of waiting
No longer gonna wait, girl
“Sitting in the Park” lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC, Sony ATV Music Publishing LLC
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[En sanctuarium, Thursday, June 25, 2015]