Here's another example of the durable "Jesus, baby, you're not where you said you were, you're here with somebody else who you're doing?" genre. Nancy Wilson sings "Guess Who I Saw Today", a wonderful, very post-war Manhattan gem written by Murray Grand (cabaret guy) and Elisse Boyd (forgive me, but I know nothing about her) for Leonard Sillman's revue "New Faces of 1952". In this one, the hapless housewife stumbles into a mid-town restaurant (don't know why I think it's in midtown but it feels very East 50's for some reason) and finds her husband engaged with his paramour in a corner booth. Is this song really, as it seems to be, her telling her husband what she saw when he gets home to the suburbs? (Again, don't know why I think they live in the burbs, but I think he gets the 5:43 back to Rye or Harrison or Westport every night). Or is she composing these thoughts in her head on her own stunned, shattered train ride home?