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Dear Jessie

By now, you regulars are likely familiar with Lisa because I keep posting about her. Well here's another one. Before I left for holiday, she left me a comment on my Close Your Eyes entry. She left lyrics to Madonna's song Dear Jessie, because my name is, well, Jessi. I had never heard the song. Now I'm fairly familiar with Madonna because when I was younger, I listened to several of her songs, and then as I grew up, I became somewhat fascinated with how she is still going. And have you seen how she looks? The woman can still wear skin tight spandex and do yoga/dance moves in her own music videos! Geesh.

Anywho, not the point. The point is, I'd never even heard of Dear Jessie, much less become familiar with the lyrics. I absolutely fell in love with it. Now I'll admit, the first time I heard it, it was 'meh'....nothing special, I didn't think. Well, I was on the phone with my mom later, and I wanted to know if 'she' had heard it....she hadn't, so I played it for her, and this time, I really listened to it. Amazing. It reminds me so much of my mom that it's not even funny. She used to sing me these silly made up songs (who am I kidding?....she still does) and this is just like something she would've sang herself. Look at the lyrics:

Baby face don't grow so fast
Make a special wish that will always last
Rub this magic lantern
He will make your dreams come true for you

Ride the rainbow to the other side
Catch a falling star and then take a ride
To the river that sings and the clover that
Brings good luck to you, it's all true


Pink elephants and lemonade, dear Jessie
Hear the laughter running through the love parade
Candy kisses and a sunny day, dear Jessie
See the roses raining on the love parade

If the land of make believe
Is inside your heart it will never leave
There's a golden gate where the fairies all wait
And dancing moons, for you

Close your eyes and you'll be there
Where the mermaids sing as they comb their hair
Like a fountain of gold you can never grow old
Where dreams are made, your love parade


Your dreams are made inside the love parade
It's a holiday inside the love parade

On the merry-go-round of lovers and white turtle doves
Leprechauns floating by, this is your lullaby
Sugarplum fingertips kissing your honey lips
Close your eyes sleepy head, is it time for your bed
Never forget what I said, hang on you're already there

Close your eyes and you'll be there
Where the mermaids sing as they comb their hair
Like a fountain of gold you can never grow old
Where dreams are made, your love parade


Okay, so you've gotta listen to it, too....Hehe.

Thanks Lisa! (And yeah, it made me want to cry, too....more than once....)

Anonymous said...

You *got* it, you smart girl. :) I knew you would.

These lyrics make me cry too. I have a girl of my own - she's nineteen now - and I used to sing this song to her when she was a baby, over and over again because the wishes in it are so sweet. You remind me very much of her in the way you write. Same perky, happy spirit.

Anonymous said...

:D *lol* Me again, forgetting what I posted previously about the crying. DOH. Ah well. Old age, you're my companion more and more these days. While I'm here let me say I had a good laugh over your comment about Madonna "still going". I remember her when I was a kid, and I'm beginning to be afraid she's still going on to be on a stage somewhere looking cool and kinda spooky when I'm 90-something and lying on my deathbed. Her innards will be cogs and little ticking bits. *snort* But don't she look fierce doin' her special brand of voodoo. I fear it and have to admire it at the same time.

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