From the recording Frank and Ava's Child
Lyrics
My mother had a wild side, and no one dared to rein her in
Her appetites were not denied, and this became her greatest sin
She carried me and wanted love, but stakes were high and life was rough
My father wouldn’t dare admit, his pride was strong and patience thin
But soon their love would dry and split, and then he would be off again
It wasn’t hard for them to see that nothing good would come of me
But I was Frank and Ava’s child, the fruit of love irreconciled
I had the looks, I had the voice, but it wasn’t me to make the choice
No it wasn’t me to make the choice
She left Africa for England’s shore, a break from shooting in disguise
Did she leave me there forever more in one last act of compromise?
Or was she so through with Frank by then that this is how she thought to win?
I don’t know which one declared creation had to be reversed
Or if they would have better fared if I’d have touched their lives uncursed
And what life lay in store for me but second-class celebrity?
But I was Frank and Ava’s child, the fruit of love irreconciled
I had the looks, I had the voice, but it wasn’t me to make the choice
No it wasn’t me to make the choice
Beauty is a rarer thing when it comes with stability
They stand like gods, in praise we sing, but these gifts seldom come for free
And me I carry on a shade, this legend who was never made
But I was Frank and Ava’s child, the fruit of love irreconciled
I had the looks, I had the voice, but it wasn’t me to make the choice
And it wasn’t you to make the choice
My mother had a wild side
© 2004 Robert Berretta