Looking for Mabel Normand

WHEN MABEL COMES IN THE ROOM

Music and Lyric by

Jerry Herman

With Zest

Somehow the ceiling seems a little higher from the very moment I see Mabel come in the room.  It feels like someone lit a roaring fire but it’s just the glow I get when Mabel comes in the room.  The faded so fa stands a little prouder; that bunch of artificial flowers might even bloom.  I can feel my heart beat, beat a little louder, the very moment I see Mabel come in the room.  The dingy curtains seems a little brighter, I can hear the tinny piano playin’ a gorgeous song.  The grouchy doorman seems a bit politer; it’s his way of saying, “Welcome home, you’ve gone too long.” The day you left us was a small disaster; you took the love and light and laughter and left the gloom.  But I can feel my heartbeat beat a little faster, and I can swiftly shed the strain of the years the very moment her first footstep appears, the very moment I see Mabel come in the room. 

La-da-da da-da  La-da-da-da da-da  La-da-da-da dom, bom ra-da-da-da da da.  La – da – da da; La – da – da da – da, La – da – da dad a – da – da – da, La – da – da da da – da!

The faded so fa stands a little prouder, that bunch of artificial might even bloom.  And I can feel my heartbeat beat a little louder, and I can swiftly shed the strain of the years the very moment her first footstep appears, the very moment I see Mabel come in the room.