High C

[Verse 1]
A picket fence, well, I leaped it
Through your screen door, I've gotta meet you
High C up and High C down, down, down
Since you've left the opera, you just frown a lot
And mumble, "I'm humble"

[Verse 2]
Press clippings hang from torn wallpaper
Dust-covered phones, no one would ring her
High C up and High C down, down, down
Since you've left the opera, you just frown a lot
And you tell me

[Bridge]
Tell me of the time, girl
When you were so big in Vienna
And the people paid good money, yes they did
Just to hear you in your splendor
But that's all over now
But that's all over now

[Verse 3]
Limited tastes, I wish I could help you
A rock-headed lad, I have got to help you
High C up and High C down, down, down
Since you've left the opera, you just frown a lot
And mumble, "I'm humble"

[Outro]
Come on home with me, girl
And we'll sing our little hearts out
We will hit High C or maybe
Somewhere thereabouts
Somewhere thereabouts