Comin' Right Up

Comin' Right Up - Bruce Willis

One two three hit it boy oh oh

May I take your order

Bourbon rocks splash of water

Comin' right up comin' right up

All alone Don't be nervous

Bruno's here baby

I'm at your service

Tending your cup sit down belly up

Ask for anything and I'll say "yup

Comin' right up" I'll be right with you

Need a match On the double

Sulphur preparation

That's no trouble

Comin right up

I got that comin right up

What's that Am I free later

Let me put it this way

Does a comet leave a crater

I'll check my book my my

What luck a bottle of our

Best champagne comin' right up

We toasted everything

That's worth imagining

She told me stories

That would melt a stone

I managed to just keep

A hold of myself

She blew a little kiss

So shy and sensuous

Then disappeared into the night alone

She left a map on a ten-dollar bill

Underneath her glass in a vodka spill Oh

Midnight I pushed the buzzer

Guessed right cause it was her

Ninety-ninth floor: "Baby

It's Bruno I'll be right up"

Uh uh Nice lobby Sixty nine

Seventy nine eighty nine

Oh here we are: ninety nine

I knock I take a look in high heels

Dinner cookin'

"Yes thank you make mine a

Manhattan bone dry

Don't forget that little cherry on top "

Comin' right comin' right up

Comin' right up

This is delicious

You made it yourself uh

Mmm yeah comin' right up

Come here

Let me fix that seem

In the back of your stocking baby