More!

Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing,
Which was fine with me.
Because I had rhythm, music, love,
The sun, the stars and the moon above,
Had the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea.
That was when the best things in life were free.

Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty,
Which is fine with me.
'Cause I still got love, I still got rhythm,
But look at what I got to go with 'em.

"Who could ask for anything more?",


I hear you query.
Who would ask for anything more?


Well, let me tell you, dearie.

Got my diamonds, got my yacht, got a guy I adore.
I'm so happy with what I got, I want more!

Count your blessings, one, two, three


I just hate keeping score.
Any number is fine with me


As long as it's more


As long as it's more!
I'm no mathematician, all I know is addition

I find counting a bore.
Keep the number mounting,

Your accountant does the counting.
[More! More!]

I got rhythm, music too, just as much as before
Got my guy and my sky of blue,
Now, however, I own the view.
More is better than nothing, true
But nothing's better than more, more, more
Nothing's better than more.

One is fun, why not two?
And if you like two, you might as well have four,
And if you like four, why not a few
Why not a slew
[More! More!]

If you've got a little, why not a lot?
Add and bit and it'll get to be an oodle.
Every jot and tittle adds to the pot
Soon you've got the kit as well as the caboodle.
[More! More!]

Never say when, never stop at plenty,
If it's gonna rain, let it pour.
Happy with ten, happier with twenty
If you like a penny,

wouldn't you like many much more?

Or does that sound too greedy?
That's not greed, no, indeedy
That's just stocking the store
Gotta fill your cupboard,

remember Mother Hubbard.
[More! More!]

Each possession you possess
Helps your spirits to soar.
That's what's soothing about excess
Never settle for something less.
Something's better than nothing, yes!
But nothing's better than more, more more

[Except all, all, all]
Except all, all, all
Except once you have it all [have it all]
You may find all else above [find all else above]
That though things are bliss,
There's one thing you miss, and that's
More! More!More! More! More! More!More! More! More!

What is more appropriate than this song on Christmas Eve after an orgy of opening gifts? I love opening gifts for me and I love getting things that I really want! And my family knows what I want. I got all sorts of things, books, CDs, a NetFlix gift cert, a new camera (with all the necessary parts - memory card, batteries, battery charger, etc.), an iPod Nano (in red, the one that donates part of the price to an AIDS charity), jewelry, etc. I love getting things that I want. Luis did an excellent job, as did Renée and Alex and Justine. The meal was good, too. The company was even better!

Photo: (from left to right) John, Toby Platt, Roberta, Amy Camus, Justine Platt, Renée Bradley, Alex Bradley, me, Luis Gomez. (not picutred: Raoul Camus)