Bye Bye Blumberg
My name is Charlie Blumberg
And I travel everywhere.
`Cause I`m a traveling salesman,
So I fly from here to there.
In every town I visit
Folks must think I`m really swell.
`Cause everytime I leave a town,
I get a fond farewell.
Every time I fly away,
People cry, and they say,
`Bye bye, Blumberg.`
It`s a shame I have to go,
Seeing as how they miss me so.
Bye bye, Blumberg.
Once I took a trip with Irving Cohen.
No one even noticed he was goin`.
Me they smashed across the head,
With champagne, and they said,
`Blumberg, bye bye.`
Packed my Playboy magazine,
Drip-dry shirt and Dramamine.
It`s bye bye, Blumberg.
All night I`m like Don Juan,
But sorry, girls, I fly at dawn.
Bye bye, Blumberg.
The stewardess says, `Fasten safety belt, sir.`
Then she serves me coffee, tea, or seltzer.
And each night when I retire, the Mormon Tabernacle choir sings
`Blumberg, bye bye.`
I was in Cambodia.
They don`t say hello to ya,
Just `Bye bye, Blumberg.`
In the archipelagoes,
No matter where a fella goes,
Bye bye, Blumberg.
Even in Arabia when I fly by,
Abdul Nasser stands there waving bye bye.
And you`ll see when I`m really gone,
In neon lights at Forest Lawn,
`Blumberg, bye bye.`
Beloved Blumberg,
Oh Blumberg,
Ah bye bye.
Look up in the sky!
You will find a Blumberg of Happiness
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