The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful

Play ball (one, two, three, four) Where's my accordion? Ladies and gentlemen, the Carl Reiner Band Hey Bobby, where's the keys to the rent-a-car? Jimmy, Jimmy, can I open the show in Atlanta, please? Pull over, Danny Don't ever start a band! He worked hard all year Just wanted a few weeks alone But his old lady's into modeling She can't get away from her phone Besides, she bitches about the mosquitoes She says, "Down there, there is nothing to do" Her goddamn phone never stops ringin' He'll try the service in a day, maybe two Well, he's on his third drink before the wheels of the plane leave the ground Makin' points with the stewardess high over Long Island Sound She's also spending some time on the island Too much city madness gives her the blues They make a date to go dancing and dining It seems neither has that much to lose The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful My thoughts aren't too clear, but don't run away My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful Hell, nobody's perfect, would you like to play? I feel together today Well, now that's just the start of a well-deserved overdue binge Meanwhile, back in the city, certain people are starting to cringe His lawyers are calling his parents His girlfriend doesn't know what to think His partners are studying their options He's just singing and ordering drinks The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful The skies are too clear, life's so easy today The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful No place like home when you're this far away I don't care what they say (I don't care) (I don't care) (I don't care) (I don't care!) He's goin' back to New York, pack it up and let everyone know (back to New York) It was something that he should have done such a long time ago Still, time to start a new life in the palm trees Ah, Billy Clyde wasn't insane And if it doesn't work out, there'll never be any doubt That the pleasure was worth all the pain The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful The skies are too clear, life's so easy today The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful No place like home when you're this far away Time for the play I need time for the play Time for the play I need time for the play I need time for the play I need time for the play I need time for the play