In the movie of our lives, would Woody Allen write the screenplay?
Not his best era, but certainly not his worst either
But I wouldn’t like you to be like Diane Keaton in Manhattan
So cerebral was she, runs away from any romance
But though you’re neurotic, and a little paranoid
It doesn’t make you Annie, it doesn’t make me Alvy
Woody Allen couldn’t play me
I know you want him to
But he couldn’t play me
If the Swedish director Ingmar Bergman was still with us
What a mastermind but surely he’d have trouble with us
See I wouldn’t like you to be like Bibi Andersson in Wild Strawberries
What a doll she is, but you’re really not that complex
And although we argue, and we have our problems
And sometimes it gets bad, it never gets Bergman bad
Max von Sydow couldn’t play me
I know you’d want him to
But Max von Sydow couldn’t play me.
