I Love A Piano - Liza Minnelli, Ирвинг Берлин

As a child I went wild when a band played

How I ran to the man when his hand swayed

Clarinets were my pets, and a slide trombone I thought was simply

Divine

But today when they play I could hiss them

Ev’ry bar is a jar to my system

But there’s one musical instrument that I call mine

I love a piano, I love a piano

I love to hear somebody play

Upon a piano, a grand piano

It simply carries me away

I know a fine way to treat a steinway

I love to run my fingers o’er the keys, the ivories

And with the pedal I love to meddle

When padarewski comes this way

I’m so delighted if I’m invited

To hear that long haired genius play

So you can keep your fiddle and your bow

Give me a p-i-a-n-o, oh, oh

I love to stop right beside an upright

Or a high toned baby grand

When a green tetrazine starts to warble

I grow cold as an old piece of marble

I allude to the crude little party singer who don’t know when to pause

At her best I detest the soprano

But I run to the one at the piano

I always love the accomp’niment and that’s because