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I’ve been waiting such a long time

To try a pickup line on you

I’ve been waiting such a long time

It might be corny but it’s true

You have such a beautiful smile

And I’m crazy over you

Back in eighty-five on Pesach

We were at the same hotel

I spent that whole Pesach

Just looking at you, nothing else

So then I turned out the yutzmach

‘Cause you were gone and my heart fell

Yeah, that was me you saw in town

That soldier freaking out by Richie’s

I was drunk enough to drown

My mind was feeling very glitchy

To you I guess I’m just a clown

Whose very presence makes you itchy

So you say I’ve lost my brain

And that I’m a madman too

Well, maybe what you’re sayin’

And maybe what you think is true

I may be insane

But I’m crazy over you

Now I’m crazy over you

Now I’m crazy over you

Now I’m crazy over you

Now I’m crazy over you

I may be insane

But I’m crazy over you

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"Jm Social Scene" - original AI art  by The Hesh Inc.
Back in eighty-five on Pesach, we were at the same hotel ...

I wrote this during my first year in the army. Shortly before I began my service, I spent the Passover holiday at one of Jerusalem's fanciest hotels with my family, and I hung out with a lot of my friends in the hotel lounge. Several booths away from the one my friends and I had made our own were a number of rather attractive females, and I became quite taken with one of them, who would light up the room with her smile. But I didn't get up the nerve to actually talk to her until the holiday was over, and by that time it was too late ... alas.

Then I began my service, in which the rigors of basic training all but swept any thoughts of such innocent flirtation away. Basic ended, and I was assigned to a combat unit, from which I would get weekend passes every two to three weeks. On one such weekend off, from a taxi passing through the center of town, I spied ... the girl with the illuminating smile, whom I thought I had seen the last of the year before. Once I was back on base at the beginning of the next week, I scribbled these lyrics during some spare moments, and the next time I was off, I posted the lyrics on the famed bulletin board at Richie's Pizza, where she was sure to see them. And sure enough, she did, and she replied, and one thing led to another, and ... (I won't say we lived happily ever after, but we did have a few nice times together).

The music I had in mind when I wrote the lyrics was a blues-rock groove similar to "All Your Love" by John Mayall's Bluesbreakers. In any event, I must be the only songwriter out there, ostensibly writing in English, who uses and rhymes the words "Pesach" and "yutzmach," and with a straight face yet!

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