Bye-bye Frankie

Vocal pop godfather gone at 82
It was the very last year, it was a very bad year
Gone in a ball of confusion and candor
Gone too, the posing with sailors and dolls
Gone with the best of the nobody pests
And the power to charm, and abandon
The walks in the dark with celebrity sparks
Goodbye to the hijinks and cocktails

Hello raw man at the end of the road
It's the end of the line for you
You can croon "Moon River" with Sammy and Bing
You can walk on the sun with the Sultans of Swing

Goodbye, made man at the end of the road
It's the end of the line for you