At Last Artist: Ella Fitzgerald At last my love has come along My lonely days are over And life is like a song At last the skies above are blue And my heart was wrapped up in clover The night I looked at you I found a dream that I can speak to A dream that I could call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to A thrill that I have never known You smiled, and then the spell was cast And here we are in heaven And you are mine at last Lyrics from http://www.lyrics007.com/Ella%20Fitzgerald%20Lyrics/At%20Last%20Lyrics.html "At Last" in the way of Parody by Greg Summers-created for Eileen, based on his thread about hiring a cleaning lady for free and Eileen responding with.." I clean clocks very well." Somewhere in the General discussion board from 2004. At last my lug has come along My happy days are over And life is like a gong And now the skies above are glue And my eyes were wrapped in blinders The night I looked at you I found a nightmare that I can scream in A panic I could call my own I found a thrill to clean your clock A thrill that I have never known You screamed, and there was terror And here we are in hell And you are mine at last Special guest, AW artist, Eileen Martin.