Piano Practicing - Barbra Streisand

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