Doo wop vocal group style. An homage to Allan Sherman. It's Yom Kippur, and the guy calls his ex to atone for being such a putz.
Brand new old songs of the '30s, '40s, '50s and '60s.
Lyrics
Maidel, mein maidel, since we’ve been apart
I’m sitting shiva for my broken heart
I’m just back from temple, where old Rabbi Cohn
Said today is the day for a Jew to atone.
So I’m calling to tell you the tsores I feel
For being a putz and a shmuck and shlemiel.
I just want to say that I miss you my dear
I just want to say…oy, vay ist mir.
Singing shana-na-na, Rosh Hashana-na-nay
I’m feelin’ low on the High Holy Day.
The shabbes goy dialed and he gave me the phone
It’s Yom Kippur again, and I’ve much to atone.
I’ve got no time to shmooz—there’s tsimmes to make
There’s blintzes to fry, and there’s kugel to bake,
There’s brisket to slice, and there’s kreplach to boil,
And I’ve got an appointment with Morrie the Moyel.
Every September I know what’s in store
For 24/7, for 364
I behave like a regular mamzer and then
The Day of Atonement rolls ‘round again.
Every September I feel the same way
Verklemt and verkakte, but just for one day.
So I start drinking early to drown out my past
‘Til the Day of Atonement is over at last.
Singing shana-na-na, Rosh Hashana-na-nay
I’m gettin’ high on the High Holy Day.
I’m drunk as a shaigitz, I’m beat to the bone
It’s Yom Kippur again, and I’ve much to atone.
It’s Yom Kippur again, and I’ve much
Very much to atone.
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