(Lyrics by Dale, Music by Robert Brookins)  Constant impressions and plenty of will  Time and time again secrets filter through  There's roses in the bathtub and he's still asleep  Wonder to myself, my secrets will he keep?  Playing poker in the dark (with one eye open)  Gamblin' with my heart (and now he's hopin')  oh, he's so..He's so typical  He's so typical..  Waltzing in the shadows with blue overtones  Does my freedom show, but how could he have known?  No smoking in the boys' room with black leather gloves  Then up jumped the moon and out walked the love  No smoking in the boys room  Then out jumped the moon  And out walked the love  He's so typical, tip tip tippee...[etc...fade...human trumpet solo..]