Andrew Lippa, Norbert Leo Butz, Brad Oscar - Closer to Her lyrics

If you tell me who she is
I’ll work night and day
And you won’t even have to pay me

Okay

Once a month if you work
If you slave if you cry for me
Then I’ll give you a clue once a month
If you clean if you haul
If you die for me then the clue will be true

Once a month it could be what she thinks
What she loves where she lives
What she drinks what she hopes
And all you have to do is pull the ropes

Closer to her i’ll get you closer to her
You only need to be my devotee because
I’ll tell you where she was born
Or if she plays the French horn
Then you’ll be closer than you ever was

First clue: She likes dancing

Dancing!

Closer to her you’re one step closer to her

I’m not afraid to stoop
To scooping poop because

He’ll stoop for poop!

You’ll learn what perfume she wears
Or what she says in her prayers

And be much closer than I ever was

Mr calloway, it’s time

For what?

My clue! About the girl I’m gonna marry

If you got a clue
You wouldn’t get married at all back to work!

Days into weeks into months into years
Into clue after clue after clue

She likes blue!

Seasons go by in the blink of an eye
But the dream doesn’t seem to come true

Barbecue!

Year after year with the hope I would hear
Something kind something fresh
Something new

Mr calloway, it’s been three years!

Kid! There’s other fish in the seas!

But, I’m already hooked why do you insist
On keeping her name a secret?

Secrets are the backbone of society
Everybody ought to have a few
I believe in secrets
And I’ll keep mine for awhile
They keep me a success
They make you work for less

But, I’m a man of my word
Your girl- she’s going to college

Closer to her

One textbook closer to her but, I’ve
You’ve been working hard
And time is flying by

I’ve paid his price, I should go
Still, there’s one thing I don’t know

Hell her name is Sandra Templeton
She goes to Auburn University

Thank you, Mr calloway thank you!

Like a cannon ball
Soon to be a human comet above
Like a cannon ball
Circling a constellation of love

Filling up the heavens making waters part
Aiming straight for
His beloved’s welcoming heart

Boom!

Closer it’s true
There’s not much more he can do
The years gone by will seem
A kind of dreamy blur
And when at Auburn he lands
He’ll do what Fortune demands
When finally closer than closer to-

Oof!