While at the beach house in Manzanita Felix was delighted to find a book of old piano favorites. Immediately settling onto the vintage bench, he led us in a rousing rendition of "The Man On The Flying Trapeze".
Later in the evening, drunk on his own charisma, Felix launched into this tune, emulating the requisite lisp, oblivious to its tepid reception. Really, Felix! Isn't that just a bit rude?
"Cheeklike paw?" What on earth is this song about?