Piano Practicing Lyrics by Barbra Streisand

Piano Practicing Lyrics

    La la la la la la la
    La la la la la la la
    La la la la la la la
    La la la la la la la la

    Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi
    Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi
    Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi
    Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi

    Lu lu lu lu lu lu lu
    Lu lu lu lu lu lu lu
    Lu lu lu lu lu lu lu
    Lu lu lu lu lu lu lu lu

    Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma
    Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma
    Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma
    Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

    He he he he he
    Ha ha ha ha ha
    Ho ho ho ho ho hooo

    Ha ha ha ha ha
    He he he he he
    Ho ho ho ho ho hooo

    Ha ha ha ha ha
    He he he he he
    Ho ho ho ho ho hooo

    Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
    Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
    Ha ha ha ha, oh

    When i was a little girl i wanted to be a soprano
    But my mother said my dear you've got to practice you piano
    No soprano's in to man but a piano's always grand
    And grand pianos in a band make money darling
    And so each afternoon when i come home from school
    I practice like a bloody fool
    You can't imagine all the awful things i play
    I could never see a friend
    I'd have to practice without end
    And as the time was dripping by
    I watched the clock without denial
    I got the window on the sky
    I wished so tearfully that i
    Could come outside and play
    Instead of wasting every day
    Of learning something that
    Without a doubt
    I could have really done without
    It was such a bore
    And i could here the boy next door was having fun
    And that was something that i'd really never done

    When i was a little girl i wanted to be a soprano
    But i had to sit and practice on my rotten old piano
    Playing major scales and than i played the minors once again
    Now up and down the keys i play and out of these
    I play a tirade of all the exercises
    Never any new surprises
    Girl you keep your fingers wrong
    What a sound
    All i wanted was to sing
    And not to make the raftest ring
    With my old piano
    Practicing i would have popped my back
    I sing, i hated every minute of the keyboard i devote
    That is why today i'm a soprano, but the sight of a piano
    Makes me shot before i can not play a note

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