. #OyVeyDonaldTrump From Mar-A-Lago (a music parody) The Boy from Itpanema..

The Orange One.

lyrics

Tall and Orange and Rich and Tubby
The boy from Mar-a-lago goes walking
And when he passes, each one he passes goes
"A$$hole! Blowhard! Windbag!"
Spending millions each vacation
He laughs as he rips off the nation
And when he passes, each one he passes goes
"You cut Meals on Wheels? Healthcare? PBS? NEA? Pussy grabber! Tiny hands!"
Oh and I watch him so madly
How can I tell him I loathe him?
Yes, while he's dining on lobster
And Melania stays in NYC
The bill comes, not to him, but me
How much money is he making from presidential golf-vacationing
at his own Mar-a-Lago by the sea
Oh is he running the country?
How can I tell if he's working?
Yes, I would vote to impeach him
But each day when I walk to DC
I can't find him, he's at the sea
If he works no one will ever know
"cuz he's holed up in Mar-a-lago
Laughing at his own government money tree
("Windbag!")
He's living free
("Fascist")
And charging me
("Spray-tanned gobshite")
Down by the sea
(Bloviated $hit-gibbon)

credits

released March 19, 2017
Sandy Riccardi, vocals
Richard Riccardi, piano

There are a hundred amazing things about it. Here are a few: (1) perfect tempo, (2) excellent maintenance of extended rhythmic phrasing, (3) trenchant lyrics, (4) perfect recreation of the feel of the original song, (5) astonishing singing, (5) incredible intonation and phrasing, (6) the moment when she takes off her sunglasses is so thought out and hilarious, (7) not a single clunky rhyme or any forced prosody, (8) an amazing ease and relaxation in the performance.(9) Brilliant lyrics and cat calling Wonderful talent, brilliance, and artistry. It's really impressive. and hey ho yeah..... could agree more about the sentiments expressed about #OyVeyDonaldTrump #AmericaHangsItsHeadInShame #ImpeachTrumpNow........... ( special thanks to Harry Kelly)

Original Lyrics : The Boy From Itpanema 

The Boy From Ipanema Lyrics
Diana Krall - lyrics Quiet Nights Other Album Songs

I've Grown Accustomed To Your Face
Where Or When
Too Marvelous For Words
I've Grown Accustomed To His Face
The Boy From Ipanema
Walk On By
You're My Thrill
Este Seu Olhar
So Nice
Quiet Nights
Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out To Dry
How Can You Mend A Broken Heart
Everytime We Say Goodbye
For No One
Oh how I love him
But he just doesn't see
Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes
Each girl he passes goes
When he walks
He's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when he passes each girl
He passes goes
Ooh but I watch him so sadly
How can I tell him I love him
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day
When he walks to the sea
He looks straight ahead not at me
Tall and tan and young and handsome
The boy from Ipanema goes walking
And when he passes goes
I smile, but he doesn't see (doesn't see)
He just doesn't see he never sees me

Songwriters
A.C. JOBIM V. DE MOREAS, N. GIMBEL