Tom: Today at tech where life's a zoo What irony, I missed my cue Your birthday almost came and went No wonder you were malcontent And so tonight to right the wrong I've written you a birthday song But I ain't gonna wing it Look who I got to sing it
Liza: May each evening be a triumph Where the are planets are aligned With you, the star that hits the sky and climbs And when you're awaking in the morning Well, dear friend, I hope you find A love letter from The Times
Then, an afternoon of roses Like the AT HOME section brings Just pass the Metro section and its crimes They're yellin' on the sports page But the arts and leisure sings to you A love letter from The Times
A full page ad that's full of quotes About your face, your style, those notes Superlatives about your gifts prolific The raves from me would never end About the girl who's my best friend She's wonderful, she's special, she's terrific
So that's the gift I wish for you And hope I can achieve And someday when we both run out of rhymes I don't care about my nose But I know that you'll receive A love letter from The Times
Tom: You're older and I'm wiser Ivy, look, I brought you Liza!