Monday, June 14, 2010

I Just Haven't Met You Yet...

I haven't met you yet Stanley, but it's not for lack of thinking really hard about trying, or for lack of the sudden spate of people I just found out we know in common. (Say what? Is that even a sentence? Don't judge me, I'm just smitten... Name one girl who isn't hot for a guy in a tux. Dare you.) But alas, here I sit making funny voices and even a funny short movie, alone. Sans Tucci.

Tonight I am going to the dress rehearsal for this musical theater workshop I'm taking. It's tough on the ego but so much better than actually having to swallow Rust-o-leum to get the kinks out. And the looseness helps my funny bone. It helps me edit my funny bone. It makes hitting that DELETE key easier. hee hee hee...

See, I am putting the pieces together on the teeny tiny musical "Stalking Stanley" and one of the things I like to do is build my bits around songs and lyrics that get to the heart of the subject matter. In this case, love - and why I am so horribly bad at finding it. And since this matter involves the heart - they all seem to be songs about some sort of love; lost, found, reborn, forbidden and in the case below (Michael Buble's I Haven't Met You Yet.) seemingly pre-determined. I think I'd like to open with this tune - it really seems to fit my personality, my luck, my je ne sais quoi...

I'd like everyone reading this to learn the lyrics so you can sing along when you come see me. The group sing may help to quell my nerves. Don't worry, there are plenty of numbers I'll do solo, including one set to the tune of Eye Of The Tiger - where the lyrics will be from the letters my fans send from Russia requesting photos and autographs. I shall read/sing verbatim, in complete and utter Russian/English dictionary syntax.

"I am for having of the pleasure of you making of my acquaintance."

Yup. I am HUGE in the Ukraine...

What that has to do with love, you will have to find out...(me, too...meeeee, too...)

Wouldn't it be kind of dreamy to get a kiss from Mr. Tuccissimo on stage? Perfect ending. Very Sex In The City - which I can assure you is a given should that happen...

Until such time Stanley, I write away...

Until such time class, you have your homework. Please have Mr. Buble memorized and ready to be performed en masse:

Haven't Met You Yet

I'm not surprised, not everything lasts.
I've broken my heart so many times, I stopped keeping track.

Talk myself in, I talk myself out.
I get all worked up, then I let myself down.
I tried so very hard not to lose it. I came up with a million excuses.
I thought, I thought of every possibility.

And I know someday that it'll all turn out. You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out.
And I promise you, kid, that I give so much more than I get. I just haven't met you yet.

I might have to wait, I'll never give up.
I guess it's half timing, and the other half's luck.

Wherever you are, whenever it's right.
You'll come out of nowhere and into my life.
And I know that we can be so amazing.
And, baby, your love is gonna change me.
And now I can see every possibility.

And somehow I know that it'll all turn out.
You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out.
And I promise you, kid, I give so much more than I get.
I just haven't met you yet.

They say all's fair, In love and war.
But I won't need to fight it.
We'll get it right and we'll be united.

(Michael Jackson dance break)

And I know that we can be so amazing.
And being in your life is gonna change me.
And now I can see every single possibility.

And someday I know it'll all turn out.
And I'll work to work it out.
Promise you, kid, I'll give more than I get.
Than I get, than I get, than I get.

Oh, you know it'll all turn out.
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid to give so much more than I get.
Yeah, I just haven't met you yet.

I just haven't met you yet.
Oh, promise you, kid.
To give so much more than I get.

I said love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love (I just haven't met you yet)
Love, love, love, love.
Love, love. I just haven't met you yet...

Even though you haven't met me yet...You know you love me... Candi


Gerry said...

Candi, your lyrics are poetry in motion! I can't wait to see the MJ break, too. As for any vocal participation on my part, a word of warning: my 'singing' has been known to cause mass migrations of birds and other critters (humans included) from our neighborhood. That said, I'll be singing with along with everyone else when STALKING STANLEY comes to town, and I'll do my best.

Tamika K. NYC said...

Dear Ms. Milo - I just stumbled upon your blog here and read most of them. It sounds like you went through a tough time at about the same time I did. I don't know how you got out the other side but I can tell you did. I think you are one of the best writers that 'ain't nobody knows' (LOL) I have read in a long time. Please keep up the funny stuff. Tamika K

Candi Milo said...

Hi Tamika - Welcome to my very strange world! hee hee hee!!!

I am sorry you having been going through some bad times. Yeah - mine hit me all at once. It was very painful, but I learned SO much from surviving it all. I tried my best to be as graceful as circumstances allowed. But, I didn't go it alone. I had help from friends and family.

I also had help with the stalking part of the equation from law enforcement. To ask for that kind of help was difficult for me to do. My personal life - aside from what I share here - is private. But to have that handled was HUGE. The lesson there is - be careful who you date and I guess who THEY then date... Hahahahahahahaha!!!!

Anywho - welcome and pass me on!