Donny Novitski
That's me, to a T
You might as well have said
"Hey Donny, come get your prize."
I could write it in my sleep
But the trick is the delivery
And the difference that I have is
I was there, made it through
And now my number one priority
Is to put a band together that did too
Every horn and clarinet will be a
Military vet, and he played with authority
Donny Novitski, accordion genius
Plays weddings at seven-years-old
Then the piano, like fish take to water
By nine it's Fats Waller down cold
Tunes of my own start to work themselves out
I'm a twelve-year-old Irving Berlin
All of that promise and none of the payoff
I'm still playing weddings and taking my day off
From bumming around drinking gin
They say cream rises but what if nobody tasted it?
If that cream rises and spoils, it's gonna be wasted
But Donny Novitski could be Frank Sinatra
If someone would give him a break
In fact, I'd be better, cause I play piano
And he can't read music, the fake
Donny Novitski spent four years in battle
And I carry the scars when I croon
Frankie Sinatra skipped out on the army and
Half the time sings out of tune, he is so flat
They say cream rises, but what if nobody knew it?
If that cream rises and rots, and somebody blew it
Donny Novitski is finally looking
At one little crack in the door
And get it to open and right there
Behind it, is everything I'm working for
Picture Donny Novitski, the Polish-Italian
Crooning his tunes, smoking his stogies
Genuine vet of an army battalion
Thin-tailored suits, if I cut out pierogis
Bobby Sockers swoon at my charms
Backed up by my brothers in arms
Donny Novitski knows this is a lifeline
A once in a millennium shot
And I'm gonna take it, take aim at my target
And hit it with all that I got
Donny Novitski has strong ammunition
Plenty of talent, and burning ambition
His songs are authentic as well
From living through four years of hell
Donny needs something to block out the memory
And break this insomnious spell
They say cream rises, but what if nobody tasted it?
If that cream rises and spoils, it's gonna be wasted
So make it all worth it and give it a meaning
Going from Cleveland to Hollywood screening
Donny Novitski is gonna win first prize
Donny Novitski is ready to rise!
You might as well have said
"Hey Donny, come get your prize."
I could write it in my sleep
But the trick is the delivery
And the difference that I have is
I was there, made it through
And now my number one priority
Is to put a band together that did too
Every horn and clarinet will be a
Military vet, and he played with authority
Donny Novitski, accordion genius
Plays weddings at seven-years-old
Then the piano, like fish take to water
By nine it's Fats Waller down cold
Tunes of my own start to work themselves out
I'm a twelve-year-old Irving Berlin
All of that promise and none of the payoff
I'm still playing weddings and taking my day off
From bumming around drinking gin
They say cream rises but what if nobody tasted it?
If that cream rises and spoils, it's gonna be wasted
But Donny Novitski could be Frank Sinatra
If someone would give him a break
In fact, I'd be better, cause I play piano
And he can't read music, the fake
Donny Novitski spent four years in battle
And I carry the scars when I croon
Frankie Sinatra skipped out on the army and
Half the time sings out of tune, he is so flat
They say cream rises, but what if nobody knew it?
If that cream rises and rots, and somebody blew it
Donny Novitski is finally looking
At one little crack in the door
And get it to open and right there
Behind it, is everything I'm working for
Picture Donny Novitski, the Polish-Italian
Crooning his tunes, smoking his stogies
Genuine vet of an army battalion
Thin-tailored suits, if I cut out pierogis
Bobby Sockers swoon at my charms
Backed up by my brothers in arms
Donny Novitski knows this is a lifeline
A once in a millennium shot
And I'm gonna take it, take aim at my target
And hit it with all that I got
Donny Novitski has strong ammunition
Plenty of talent, and burning ambition
His songs are authentic as well
From living through four years of hell
Donny needs something to block out the memory
And break this insomnious spell
They say cream rises, but what if nobody tasted it?
If that cream rises and spoils, it's gonna be wasted
So make it all worth it and give it a meaning
Going from Cleveland to Hollywood screening
Donny Novitski is gonna win first prize
Donny Novitski is ready to rise!
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Taylor, Oberacker Richard Patrick
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