From the recording Jack, The Radiator Man
If you're in a slump, this song from my archives might very well pull you out.
When I wrote it I didn't know a radiator from a heater. So just ignore the flub and enjoy the song!
Lyrics
He's a cigar smoker, he's an opera lover,
He's the cruelest joker--but it's just a cover--
That's Jack, the Radiator Man.
He's the perfect host, he'll never burn the toast,
He's big in Lion's Club--Ah, therein lies the rub--
He's just a lamb, that Radiator Man!
If you should stay, at least for a day,
He'll wine you and dine you--that's Jack!
But he just can't say, "Hope you'll stay."
Instead, it's "Don't hurry back."!
[Refrain]
He gets up early and drives to his shop.
He fixes heaters(?)'til five.
He takes you out to eat--it's his treat
To see to it that you're stuffed alive!
[Refrain]
He rolls up the windows when you want them down,
When you're a guest in his car.
Then he turns on the heat to "warm your feet"
And keep your mind off his cigar!
[Refrain]
He stands like a boxer, and spars like a champ.
He's like no other I've met.
But, if you can sing, he'll exit the ring
And cheer you on, I'm willing to bet!
He's a cigar smoker, he's an opera lover,
He's the cruelest joker--but it's just a cover--
That's Jack, the Radiator Man.
That's Jack, the Radiator Man!