It came to me the other day
if I just start to breathe and sing
you might turn around and, hey!
this place might start to rock and swing!

If I sing false and out of tune
your smiling eyes might set the key
to bebop and pop is never too late or soon
will you then swirl and swish, like the bumble bee?

Then, if you introduce yourself, and say
hi there, haven´t we met before?
I might stumble like a piece of clay
will you then say, please, sing some more!

If I then beg and bid for you to stay
to give and grant your handsome grace
we might acquire in this neat and pleasant way
ourdelves a choir, a voice, for any time and place.