Leapy was born in 1939 in Eastbourne, Sussex, the only child of Kathleen and William. He was educated at Bourne Secondary Modern and went on to have his first taste of work as a bingo Caller, club Manager and Barrow Boy in the Portobello Road.
His first professional gig was in 1955 at The Panorama Espresso Lounge, Eastbourne with his London debut at Metropolitan Theatre, Edgeware Road, the following year. His first season was in 1958 at the London Palladium in a show called Large as Life. He went onto appear in Johnny the Priest (Players Theatre, London), Oh Dad, Poor Dad, I've Locked You in the Closet (Lyric Theatre) and Sparpers Can't Sing (Theatre Workshop, Stratford and Criterion Theatre, London).
Leapy's first record was released on Pye Records in 1962 called 'It's All Happening', however his first major hit arrived eight years later in the guise of 'Little Arrows' reaching number one in eighteen countries.
Leapy moved to Saudia Arabia as a show producer in 1976 and in 1983 moved to his present home in Mallorca where he opened a bar with Andrew Ray, son of comedian Ted Ray. It didn't last and in 1985 he started the cabaret circuit continuing to entertain the crowds to this day. Between 1998 and 2001 Leapy and his family featured prominently in the BBC television series 'Passport to the Sun' fronted by, first Liza Tarbuck then Nadia Sawalha.
He has appeared on TV, in film, on radio and the stage as one of the UK's original all-round entertainers.
With the exciting release of 'Little Arrows II' Leapy Lee is enjoying the glare of the showbusiness spotlight once again with radio, TV and live appearances. For more information about this album, for samples of each track or to make a purchase, click here
Photographs courtesy Erica Phutware
Little Arrows
Leapy Lee Lyrics
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Shooting arrows in the blue
And he's aiming them at someone
But the question is at who.
Is it me or is it you
It's hard to tell until you're hit
But you know it when they hit you
'Cause they hurt a little bit.
Here they come
pouring out of the blue
Little arrows for me
and for you
You're falling in love
again
Falling in love again.
Little arrows in your clothing
Little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find
Those little arrows everywhere
Little arrows that will hit you once
And hit you once again
Little arrows that hit everybody
Every now and then.
Oh oh oh the pain.
Some folks run and others hide
But ain't nothing they can do
And some folks put on armor
But the arrows go straight through.
So you see there's no escape
So why not face it and admit
That you love those little arrows
When they hurt a little bit.
Here they come pouring out of the blue.
The song Little Arrows by Leapy Lee describes the painful yet exhilarating experience of falling in love. The lyrics metaphorically compare this to being shot by an arrow that is difficult to see coming. The boy shooting the arrows represents fate, which determines who the arrows hit, leaving the people in question uncertain and anxious. The lyrics highlight that the experience of falling in love is not always pleasant, and the pain associated with it is difficult to avoid.
The chorus of the song emphasizes the universality of this experience, as the little arrows hit everybody, leaving no one unscathed. The lyrics describe how the little arrows can be found everywhere, and they will hit you once and hit you again, making the experience of falling in love addictive and thrilling. The song speaks of the difficulty in resisting the temptation of falling in love and encourages embracing the experience despite the pain that comes with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Here they come pouring out of the blue.
The arrows of love are unpredictable and come without warning.
Little arrows for me and for you
You're falling in love again
Falling in love again.
The arrows of love are affecting not just one person, but all involved parties, causing them to fall in love again.
Little arrows in your clothing
Little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find
Those little arrows everywhere
Love is all-consuming and permeates every aspect of one's life, from clothing to hair, to one's surroundings.
Little arrows that will hit you once
And hit you once again
Little arrows that hit everybody
Every now and then.
Love can hurt but it's inevitable and happens to everyone at some point in their lives.
Some folks run and others hide
But ain't nothing they can do
And some folks put on armor
But the arrows go straight through.
People try to avoid the pain of love, but it's impossible as love will always find a way to pierce through their defenses.
So you see there's no escape
So why not face it and admit
That you love those little arrows
When they hurt a little bit.
Rather than trying to avoid love and its potential pain, it's better to embrace it and accept that the hurt is worth it because love is worth it.
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management
Written by: MIKE HAZLEWOOD, ALBERT HAMMOND
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@stephaniekj3076
I haven't heard this song in almost 50 years and yet I knew all the words!
@chandahall8153
Transported right back to happy timesπ
@barbcooley4496
Could it be that we learned it as children?
@stephaniekj3076
@Barb Cooley We didn't have music in our house. I have been trying to figure out where I heard it....
@bodiljensen2894
The same hereβ€οΈ
@soundbeings1
LOL me too
@Farrierdownunder
Takes me back to my childhood days, singing with my beautiful Mother.
@edwardpootchemunka8027
Hahaha me too π wow it's 2022 and thanks to YouTube for sharing these masterpiece
@russredfern167
Me to
@janicesmith2475
I was born in 1960, and when I was around 12-13, my best friend and I would walk downtown every Saturday. I usually had $1 to spend on whatever I wanted, and I usually bought either a bottle of nail polish or a 45rpm record. If we bought records, we would go straight to the library, put on the headphones, and play them. I vividly remember my friend buying this song and turning me on to it. Loved it then and love it now, and I love the memory of those summer Saturdays. π₯°