Mama Cass and Me

I had a dream That Mama Cass was sitting all alone On the left side of my church So I sat down and we started rambling on I showed her Cry Me A River and she said"neat" I got up and told her about Monet She said"take a seat" I asked her how come it's been a while since she made a song She put her arm around me and said"I've rambled on" Well, a lady came up Asked me who the lucky gal was I almost dropped my cup I said"Hey now, we're just friends You keep that in mind, you remember now" Now Cass needed to roll on She said"I must get home" So I drove her to the bus stop In a big bus of my own She hopped onto that bus and through the window She waved at me and said"I must be rambling on" Now I saw her a second time In a strip mall across from a summer festival And she said"Hi" And we walked all night and got right back to rambling on I told her every cloud must try sometime to rain and snow How every flower rained on must try to grow How every painter painted that she's ever known But she stopped me and she told me"Sorry, it's a no" So that's the end No one ever heard of or saw Cass again She took that bus And left us all to think about the times when She sang a song And showed us all how wonderful a voice alone could be But it went wrong When she hopped onto that bus and rambled on