Miss Clara / Azusa Sue Songtext
von Bobbie Gentry

Last Friday I received your letter
It said your book was overdue
And you′d be by to pay your five-cent fine
Within a day or two

Since that day the time drags by
Things just aren't the same
For I don′t want your five-cent fine
I just want to know your name,
You wrote

Miss Clara
Would it be too bold of me to call you Clair?
My head is spinnin', wonder if I dare
To let you know that I care
For you, Clara

Miss Clara
You're like the cover of a magazine
You outshine every star I′ve seen
On the silver screen
Gee, you′re keen


Since I saw you at your desk
At the public library
You stamped my book and I took a look
And now your face is all I see

I wish I could get to know ya
So we could plan our honeymoon
We'll trade the ivy halls for Niagara Falls
When I graduate next June
(Miss Clara)

Oh, Miss Clara
I′d like to see you let down your hair
I'd like to take you with me everywhere
We make a nifty pair
Sweetie Clair

We can go to my hometown
To meet my mom and dad
He′ll tell ya all about the depression years
And all the trouble we had

Mom'll take you to the kitchen
To give you a recipe
And then dad′ll take me aside to say
He's glad to have you in the family
(Miss Clara)


Oh, Miss Clara
There's a cozy cottage we could share
On a little farm in Delaware
We′d be so happy there
If I could call you Clair

Doo-bee-doo-doo

Bee-oop-bee-op-op, dee-dah

Bee-oop-bee-op-op, dee-dah

Bay-op-bee-oop-bee-op, dee-dah

Miss Clara
There′s a cozy cottage we could share
On a little farm in Delaware
We'd be so happy there
If I could call you Clair
Miss Clara, do you care
If I call you Clair?
Miss Clara, I swear

Ah, ha-ha
Boo-doo-wee-loo-wee-oo
Ba-ba-lee, ba-ba-lee, dah
Bee-oo-bee-oo, ba-doo-dah