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Pile of Perfect
words & music by Tom
Manche (BMI) -- all rights reserved
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| Pile of Perfect |
pile_of_perfect.mp3 |
I was walking home from Bongo Java
Had my daily dose of four-dollar joe
My head down mutterin' to myself
'Bout them monkeys runnin' the show
As I turned the corner at 12th St.
Suddenly to my surprise
I fell into a pile of perfect
And landed smack dab in love
A big 'ol heap of happy
Musta been sent from above
'Cuz I got a preview of heaven
When I looked into those baby blues
Oh I fell into a Pile of Perfect
The day I fell for you
I remember the dance we invented
When we found ourselves nose to nose
I jogged right & you did too, then I jogged left
And you did too-a dorky do si do
We laughed then broke into a tango
And right then & there I knew
I fell into a pile of perfect
And landed smack dab in love
A five foot wave of wonderful
Musta gimme a little shove
You get 10.0 from the judges
A five star rave review
Oh I fell into a Pile of Perfect
The day I fell for you.
I can't imagine anything better
If I live to be 102
Oh I fell into a Pile of Perfect
A big 'ol heap of happy
I fell into a Pile of Perfect
The day I fell for you
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