(Sung to the tune of “I Left My Heart in San Francisco“)
The loveliness of Porto seems somehow sadly gay
The glory of Tomar is of another day
I’d been terribly content with my fella in Penela
Why did I go to that city by the Bay?
I left my phone in old Lisboa
High on a hill, it calls to me
It lies where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
Where the police pulled me aside, and I cried
My cell waits there in old Lisboa
Dropped on the ground when I was free
When I return to you, old Lisboa
My husband, Keith, will drive for me
P.S. Do you think Tony Bennett would be interested in this?
P.P.S. When I searched online for the full lyrics, there was an offer to send the ringtone to my cell. Just another of life’s many ironies…