Milwaukee Poodle Specialty, James Reynolds, BBE  and RWB, March, 2001

LYRICS FROM ONE, A CHORUS LINE

One singular sensation
Every little step She takes.
One thrilling combination
Every move that She makes.
One smile and suddenly nobody else will do;
You know you'll never be lonely with you know who.

One moment in her presence
And you can forget the rest.
For the gal is second best
To none,
Son.
Ooooh! Sigh! Give her your attention.
Do...I...really have to mention?
She's the One?

She walks into a room
And you know

She's un-
Commonly rare, very unique,
Peripatetic, poetic and chic.

She walks into a room
And you know from her
Maddening pose, effortless whirl,
She's the special girl.

Stroll-ing,
Can't, help,
All of her qualities extol-ling.
Loaded with charisma is my
Jauntily sauntering, ambling shambler.

She walks into a room
And you know you must
Shuffle along, join the parade.
She's the quintessence of making the grade.
This is whatcha call
Trav-ling.
Oh, strut your stuff!
Can't get enough

Of her.
Love her.
I'm a son of a gun,
She is one of a
Kind...

One singular sensation
Every little step she takes.
One thrilling combination
Every move that she makes.
One smile and suddenly nobody else will do;
You know you'll never be lonely with you know who.

One moment in her presence
And you can forget the rest.
For the girl is second best
To none,
Son.

Ooooh! Sigh! Give her your attention.
Do...I...really have to mention?
She's the...
She's the...
She's the...
One!