From the recording Epiphany- Limited Release
While trying to become a rock star, I would perform anywhere that would have me in L.A. I thought singing in the clubs would be a great way to meet girls and get dates. I'd look the pretty girls in the eyes and give them my best bedroom eyes. Sometimes it worked. Except for one specific club. The Bla Bla Cafe'! The club was on Ventura Blvd. in the Studio City area and for some reason, I could never get the lovely ladies there to show some interest in me. The song explains why.
Lyrics
THE BLA BLA CAFE
©Doug Robertson CD Baby Publishing
Sally was a black man, found a way to make his stand,
Waiting tables & kissing hands, at the Bla Bla Cafe!
Alan sings his jazz songs, keep you there all night long.
And the groove keeps you hanging on at the Bla Bla Cafe!
It’s The Bla Bla Cafe, Just a slice of old L.A.
No one is denied,
So take a seat, come inside!
Cooking in the kitchen, oven, grill, Tom & Jim,
No lady separates them at the Bla Bla Cafe!
Sally throws a sly wink, to Tom, by the kitchen sink,
And Jimmy there is turning pink at the Bla Bla Cafe!
Mighty fine ladies there. Always seem to come in pairs.
Treat them with the greatest care.
The best you get’s a cold stare!
Alan has to duck down; Jimmy’s throwing pans around,
And Sallys dancing to the sound, at the Bla Bla Cafe!