This is my kazoo in first gear
Have you ever been serenaded in a taxicab? Have you ever been serenaded in a taxicab by a man in a funny hat playing a kazoo? Well, I’m going to bet your answer will be no unless you were in the cab with me and a couple of my girl friends from college last Friday night. Our fun little weekend reunion was half over (and just getting started). We’d seen the Angels bet the Red Sox in fantastic fashion earlier that evening much to the dismay of the sole girl among us who really had a preference of which team won. And after the game we’d gone out to eat since we’d skipped dinner in our mad rush to the game through stand-still traffic and up a never-ending ramp to our “cheap” seats. Our weekend was only half over because bright and early (well, that was the plan) we were heading to Disneyland. But, back to the questions I first posed to you, have you ever been serenaded in a taxicab, by your driver, no less, on a orange colored plastic kazoo? Well, if that was the question asked in “Never have I ever” I would be down a point because as of Friday night I have been. The cab pulls up to the curb and the three of us hop in, give the name of our hotel and we’re off. Seconds later our talkative cabbie pulls a bright orange kazoo from under a rubber band attached to his sun visor. Then he holds it up to his lips and begins “playing” (is that the right word) Summer Time. Summer time and the living is easy, fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high, your daddy’s rich and your momma’s good lookin’…Slowly we began to giggle. Is this guy for real?< And he was, playing a line on the kazoo and then adlibbing his own words on the next. When we asked about his kazoo his reply was “This isn’t just any kazoo baaaby”, with an effected drawl. “You see this cab here. Well, I could have gone all out and bought a Porsche. Would have been real nice, nicer than this cab. But then it would have cost a lot more too. But instead I got this kazoo.” And then he played a very convincing engine revving and we busted out laughing. “And that’s just my kazoo in first gear baby.”
Summer time and the livin' is easy
fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
your daddy's rich and your momma's good lookin'
So hush little baby don't you cry