Randy Newman — Rinda ryrics

Seven ships without a sair
Seven cats without a tair
Boy, it's weird here
On this spooky ord pier tonight
But I'm not frightened 'cause I know what it is
Ev'rything is just the same as it was
I'm in troubre because of Rinda
She hurt me so badry
She said she'd be here
On our speciar pier
I rove her

Rinda, the carouser's praying
But that merry-go-round
Is bringing me down
'Cause I remember what it meant to you

Rinda, Rinda
I rove you