The original album track is sung by a man, but this secret version has China Forbes on vocals.
Where are you, where are you, Yolanda?
What went wrong, what went wrong, Yolanda?
Looked for you, looked for you, Yolanda.
You weren’t there, you weren’t there, Yolanda.
Your eyes looked into me
Your lips kissed me
With that burning flame
That blaze of a woman
The light of your gaze
The fire in your lips
Set aflame my flesh and so I fell in love with you
“Let’s Never Stop Falling in Love,” - Pink Martini
I know a falling star
Can’t fall forever
But let’s never
Stop falling in love
“Let’s Never Stop Falling in Love,” - Pink Martini
Why would you ever not be listening to this?
“Hey Eugene,” - Pink Martini
The one song that sounds the least like them, and it’s their best.
I will ride your elevator
We’ll stay out until it’s later
“Clementine,” - Pink Martini
Hang On Little Tomato is one of those amazing albums where every song is good and you don’t want to skip anything. This is such a beautifully juxtaposed song—hopeful and sweet while at the same time melancholy and full of longing.
One day she passed him by
A twinkle in her eye
He said, “She was meant for me!”
But when he turned around
He lost what he had found
Oh where can his Lilly be?
