Jezebel…From Israel,
Who never read a book,
Charmed the literati,
And a smile was all it took.

I was laughing with Picasso,
When she first entered the room,
But Gershwin, Tristan, Tzara,
And Man Ray saw her too.

There was never any doubt,
All would try to take her home,
But she refused their every move,
Preferred to be alone.

And a rose…A rose is a rose.

Zelda had a breakdown,
Fitzgerald hit the bar.
His hand was broken, words were spoken,
Didn’t get too far.

Hemmingway was smoother,
More debonaire and fun,
But he would say her repartee,
Was meaner than a gun.

Chorus:
And a rose…

A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose…
Said my good friend Gertrude Stein.
She knows that I go to the ol’ Deux Magots,
And I drink Pernod through the night.

Jezebel…From Israel,
Who never read a book,
She charmed the literati
And a smile was all it took.

Before her Joyce will babble,
And Pound has gone insane,
Eliot is paralyzed by,
Thoughts of April rain.

When she refused Lenin,
He vowed to start a war.
Stravinsky beat The Rite of Spring,
Right there on the floor.

Chorus

And then one night she’s missing,
A riot soon began.
No one could stand the thought of Jezzie with another man.

I raced down winding streets,
I broke into her house.
You never guess who Jezebel,
Was kissing on the couch.

A rose…A rose is a rose…

Hi Jezzie. Hi there, Gertrude.
Am I interrupting something?

A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose…

I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway
But as far as I can see you are still miles from me
In your doorway

And oh by the way
When the landlord came today
He measured everything
I knew he’d get it wrong
But I just played along
‘Cause I was hoping that would solve it all

But there’s only so far I can go
When you’re living in a hallway that keeps growing
I think to myself
5 more minutes and I’ll be there

Inside your door
But there’s more to this story
Than I have exposed
There are words made of letters
Unwritten
And yes I forgive you
For leading me on

You can think of it like this
When you can’t resist
I’m in your hallway standing on a cliff
And just when I think I’ve found the trick
I’m tumbling
Like an echo

‘Cause there’s only so far I can go
When you’re living in a hallway that keeps growing
I think to myself
30 seconds and I’ll be there

Daughter:
You never listen to me

Father:
We cannot really experiment with love as freely as we wish
It is really a much more complicated topic

(I’m sorry. The number you have reached has been disconnected.)

Are you afraid of love,
Are you afraid of me,
Are you afraid of love,
Is that why you retreat,
Are you afraid of me?
Angel calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Are you an angel too? {…party has been disconnected.)
Are you,
‘Cause I would love but nobody’s home.

Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of love (of love),
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of memory (of memory),
Are you afraid of what you cannot see,
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of love (of love),
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of me (of me),
Are you afraid of being free?

Angels calling the angels here,
(I’m sorry. This number has been disconnected.)
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Are you an angel too?
Are you, (I’m sorry this number has been disconnected.)
‘Cause I would love but nobody’s home.

And some midnight when I’m howling at the moon,
It’s midnight and I’m howling for you.
Are you afraid of love,
Are you afraid of love,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
‘Cause I want love but nobody’s home.

It’s midnight…It’s midnight…