Miss Clara / Azusa Sue – Bobbie GentryBy Last Friday I received your letterIt said your book was overdueAnd you’d be by to pay your five cent fineWithin a day or twoSince that day the time drags byThings just aren’t the sameFor I don’t want your five cent fineI just want to know your name, you wroteMiss Clara, would it be to bold of me to call you Clare?My head is spinning, wonder if I dareTo let you know that I care for you ClaraMiss Clara, you’re like the cover of a magazineYou outshine every star I’ve seenOn the silver screen, gee you’re keenSince I saw you at your deskAt the public libraryYou stamped my book and I took a lookAnd now your face is all I seeI wish I could get to know yaSo we could plan our honeymoonWe’ll trade the Ivy halls for Niagara FallsWhen I graduate next JuneOh, Miss Clara, I’d like to see you let down your hairI’d like to take you with me everywhereWe’d make a nifty pair, sweetie ClareWe can go to my hometownTo meet my mom and dadHe’ll try to tell you about the depression yearsAnd all the trouble we hadMom’ll take you to the kitchenTo give you a recipeAnd then dad’ll take me aside to sayHe’s glad to have you in the familyOh, Miss Clara, there’s a cozy cottage we could shareUp on a little farm in DelawareWe’d be so happy there, if I could call you ClareDo be do doWe do be op ee op dee dahBoo op be op ee dah dee dahBah-op e-op e dah bee dahMiss Clara, there’s a cozy cottage we could shareOn a little farm in Delaware, we’d be so happy thereIf I could call you ClareMiss Clara, do you careIf I call you Clare?Miss Clara, I swearOoh do be dah mm be op bah ah dee dahBe ooh be doop bah ah dee dah www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20