Gleason could not read or write music in a conventional sense; he was said to have conceived melodies in his head and described them vocally to staff help. He did likewise with the well-remembered themes of both The Jackie Gleason Show ("Melancholy Serenade") and The Honeymooners ("You're My Greatest Love"). There has been some controversy over the years as to how much credit Gleason should have received for the finished products; it has been written that beyond the possible conceptualizing of many of the songs, Gleason had no direct involvement such as conducting in the making of these recordings. However, his main musical companion, cornetist and trumpeter Bobby Hackett once said: "Jackie knows a lot more about music than people give him credit for. I have seen him conduct a sixty-piece orchestra and detect one discordant note in the brass section. He would immediately stop the music and locate the wrong note. It always amazed the professional musicians how a guy who technically did not know one note from another could do that. And he was never wrong."
Born February 26, 1916 in Brooklyn, New York, United States. He died on June 24, 1987
Real Live Girl
Jackie Gleason Lyrics
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But I've never done this
With a real live girl
What could be harmful
In holding an armful
Of a real live girl
Pardon me if you're affectionate squeeze
Buckles my knees
I'm simply drown in the sight, and the sounds,
And the scent and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
Of a real live girl
Girl's were to girlish
Was once my belief
Whata reversal and what a relief
I'll take the flowering hat
And the towering hill
And the squeal of a real live girl
I've seen photographs and faximilies
That have set my heart off in a whirl
But I over look everyone in the book
For a real live girl
Take your vernecion or romanaprrection
Ideal live girl
Go be a hold out for Helen of Troy
I am a healthy American Boy
And I rather gape at the dear little shape of the stir
And the kill of a real live girl
Full time, occasional all operational girl
In "Real Live Girl," Jackie Gleason provides a lighthearted hymn to the beauty of women. He's never held a real live girl before, and he's delighting in every moment of it. The lyrics describe the physical sensations of being near a woman- the way her touch can make him feel giddy, the way her scent fills his head, and the way the sound of her voice makes his heart skip a beat. He's clearly overjoyed to be in the company of a real, breathing, and feeling woman.
The lyrics use the device of exaggeration to emphasize the beauty of the real live girl. Gleason notes that no dream, photograph, or even faximilies (presumably of beautiful actresses or models) can compare with the presence of an actual woman. He also notes that his prior belief was that girls were "too girlish," but he's come around to appreciate them fully. He sings without any hint of cynicism, but rather with pure joy and exhilaration.
The song's lyrics evoke a simpler time when men might be content simply holding a woman's arm. It's also a reflection of a time when the concept of men and women separating their lives was at its height, and men typically referred to women as girls. Ultimately, the song is a celebration of the beauty of women and the joys of being in the company of a real live girl.
Line by Line Meaning
Pardon me miss
Excuse me, miss
But I've never done this
I've never experienced this before
With a real live girl
With an actual, physical girl
What could be harmful
What could be dangerous
In holding an armful
In embracing someone
Of a real live girl
Of an actual, physical girl
Pardon me if you're affectionate squeeze
Forgive me if your hug
Fogs up my goggles and
Clouds my vision and
Buckles my knees
Weakens my legs
I'm simply drown in the sight, and the sounds,
I'm overwhelmed by the sight and sounds
And the scent and the feel
And the smell and the touch
Of a real live girl
Of an actual, physical girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
Nothing is better than falling deeply in love
By a real live girl
By an actual, physical girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
Thoughts of you do not match up to the experience of having
Of a real live girl
A real, physical girl
Girl's were to girlish
Girls were too immature
Was once my belief
I used to think that
Whata reversal and what a relief
What a change and how comforting
I'll take the flowering hat
I'll choose a fancy hat
And the towering hill
And the tall mountain
And the squeal of a real live girl
And the laughter of an actual, physical girl
I've seen photographs and faximilies
I've looked at pictures and copies
That have set my heart off in a whirl
That have made my heart race
But I over look everyone in the book
But I ignore all of those in the book
For a real live girl
For an actual, physical girl
Take your vernecion or romanaprrection
Take your sophisticated preferences
Ideal live girl
Of an ideal girl
Go be a hold out for Helen of Troy
Go wait for someone as beautiful as Helen of Troy
I am a healthy American Boy
I am an energetic American guy
And I rather gape at the dear little shape of the stir
And I prefer to stare at the lovely form of a cute girl
And the kill of a real live girl
And the charm of an actual, physical girl
Full time, occasional all operational girl
A girl who is always available and ready for anything
Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CAROLYN LEIGH, CY COLEMAN
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David Venesky
He was and still is larger than life. I was born in 1976 but I wish I could have been part of this time. It seems to be a very magical moment. Unlike today's world of horror.
haulem
Born in the 50’s. It was.
Johnny Bracciole
Bicentennial baby here
Chris Ferrandino
I was born in 71' and I agree!!!!
John Frakes
This is my absolute favorite moment from the Honeymooners. Genuine and heart felt, from Ralph’s monologue to the actors as themselves. Great stuff.
Lorraine B.
1956?
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And from what I read of those who were there, monologues like that were not written down. Gleason just generally knew what he wanted to convey and made it up. It's more impressive knowing that his creating the words on the spot are very good and don't wander all over.
Greg Falco
Didn't expect a touching monologue like that in a 2 minute clip from the Honeymooners. RIP Jackie and his talented cast. Proof that television shows don't have to be vulgar to be entertaining.
David Venesky
If I could go back to this time I would. Jackie Gleason is a legend! I miss him as if he was a member of my family! RIP!
Paul Arzooman
The way he describes Christmas in NYC is exactly how I've felt about it each and every year around that time. Gleason's words perfectly captured the mood.