SEX APPEAL

A little tune I wrote for my father over the Christmas period. He still listens to all the old crooners like Frank Sinatra, Matt Monro, and Bing Crosby. They all seem to have that lazy lullaby lilt famous in the fifties before rock and roll knocked them out of the park. I suppose that when I'm at ninety-five years of age, I will probably still be singing to Motown.