Don't give your lips to me and laugh up your sleeve,
You're like an April day, first warm, then cool,
You've got me feeling like a poor April fool. . . .
Despite lyrics like these, a song called When You Make Love to Me last week was threatening to become a hit.
The music was credited to one Jim Hoyl, whose identity was a mystery, though under his real name, Jim Hoyl had been an occasional visitor to the nether world of Tin Pan Alley.
Last week in Hollywood, the man who called himself Jim Hoyl...
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