Happy Anniversary （Live）-Philip Quast
I've been ready for hours
And I'm wearing my best
Ordered champagne and flowers
And you're not even dressed
Tonight's a special night
To remember with pride
These twenty happy years
Since you became
My bride
It is all too absurd
You're so 'cross and abrupt
But I don't say a word
Or you're bound to
Erupt
Your peculiar moods
I've experienced before
So I'll pour another drink
And quietly pace the floor
It's a quarter to eight
As we fretfully wait
For your little black dress
That was promised by six
Is it just rotten luck
When we're doing the town
That the fates should conspire
To let us mortals down
I have seats for a show
And it's opening night
My shoes do not fit me
And my suit is too tight
And you sit there and curse
An occasional curse
And I've got a headache
That's quickly getting worse
Happy anniversary
Happy anniversary
They deliver your frock
But you're still in distress
It was past nine o clock
When I helped you to dress
I tried to do you up
But it wasn't my day
For then to fill my cup
Your zipper stuck half way
I got all in a sweat
Over anxious and vexed
Will I ever forget
The thing that happened next
Your dress just came apart
With one terrible tear
Your disappointed cries
Were more than I could bear
At eleven at last
When we got into town
We arrived at the show
But the curtain was down
I suggested a bite
No no you wanted to walk
You had no appetite
And no desire to talk
So we strolled for an hour
And the evening was sweet
And I bought you a flower
From a man in
The street
And we kissed on the sidewalk
Without reason or rhyme
And we knew that our love
Stronger than time
Happy anniversary
Happy anniversary
Happy anniversary