a-tisket a-tasket
a brown and yellow basket
i send a letter to my mommy
on the way i dropped it
i dropped it
i dropped it
yes on the way i dropped it
a little girlie picked it up
and put it in her pocket
she was truckin on down the avenue
not a single thing to do
she went peck peck pecking all around
when she spied it on the ground
she took it
she took it
my little yellow basket
and if she doesn’t bring it back i think that i will die

a-tisket a-tasket
i lost my yellow basket
and if the girlie don’t return it
don’t know know what i’ll do

oh dear i wonder where my basket can be
(so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we)
oh gee i wish that little girl i could see
(so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we)

oh why was i so careless with that basket of mine?
that itty bitty basket was a joy of mine!

a-tisket
a-tasket
i lost my yellow basket
won’t someone help me find my basket
and make me happy again?
(was it green?) no, no, no, no
(was it red?) no, no, no, no
(was it blue?) no, no, no, no

just a little yellow basket
a little yellow basket

a fine romance, with no kisses
a fine romance, my friend this is
we should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
but you’re as cold as yesterday’s mashed potatoes
a fine romance, you won’t nestle
a fine romance, you won’t wrestle
i might as well play bridge
with my old maid aunt
i haven’t got a chance
this is a fine romance

a fine romance, my good fellow
you take romance, i’ll take jello
you’re calmer than the seals
in the arctic ocean
at least they flap their fins
to express emotion
a fine romance with no quarrels
with no insults and all morals
i’ve never mussed the crease
in your blue serge pants
i never get the chance
this is a fine romance

i was a stranger in the city
out of town were the people i knew
i had that feeling of self-pity
what to do, what to do, what to do
the outlook was decidedly blue

but as i walked through the foggy streets alone
it turned out to be the luckiest day i’ve known

a foggy day, in london town
had me low, had me down
i viewed the morning, with much alarm
british museum, had lost its charm

how long i wondered,
could this thing last
but the age of miracles, hadn’t passed
for suddenly, i saw you there
and through foggy london town,
the sun was shining everywhere

for suddenly, i saw you there
and through foggy london town,
the sun was shining everywhere

everywhere
everywhere
everywhere

the moon is the same moon above you
aglow with its cool evening light
but shining at night, in tunisia
never does it shine so bright

the stars are aglow in the heavens
but only the wise understand
that shining at night in tunisia
they guide you through the desert sand

words fail, to tell a tale
too exotic to be told
each night’s a deeper night
in a world, ages old

the cares of the day seem to vanish
the ending of day brings release
each wonderful night in tunisia
where the nights are filled with peace

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each wonderful night in tunisia

i don’t know what day it is
or if it’s dark or fair
somehow, that’s just the way it is
and i don’t really care

i go to this or that place
i seem alive and well
my head is just a hat place
my breast an empty shell
and i’ve a faded dream to sell

all alone, all at sea
why does nobody care for me?
when there’s no love to hold my love
why is my heart so frail?
like a ship without a sail.

out on the ocean,
sailors can use a chart
i’m on the ocean
guided by just a lonely heart

still alone, still at sea
still there’s no one to care for me
when there’s no hand to hold my hand
life is a loveless tale
for a ship without a sail

(bridge)

still alone, still at sea
still there’s no one to care for me
when there’s no hand to hold my hand
life is a loveless tale
for a ship without a sail