I know this tune already, from a role-reversed version by (I think) Goldie Hill, “I Let The Stars Get In My Eyes”. That’s a terrific record, strident and fatalist. Goldie admits her starstruck whim has ruined her relationship – possibly her life – with such a deadened delivery the listener is left with no illusions that it could possibly have turned out otherwise.
Unfortunately that record isn’t this one. Como’s jocular finger-wagging has zero emotional heft, and just to underline how droll it all is he has a gang of back-up wags and a brass section laugh track. Perry has a fine voice and does a professional job but this is still a stinker.