So the sun goes down and the world goes dancing. And the stars come out and they all go dancing. And there is nothing I'd like more. Than a twirl across this rickety old floor.
Crows in the trees, Spanish hotels by the sea. We wave goodbye, airplanes draw swords in the sky. . I'm so rich and you're so bored. Are you the trouble I've been looking for?.
We used to go out on the summer nights. And dance in the neon rain. We used to hold hands at the movie show. But we'll never hold hands again. . Do, do, do, do come on.
I want to be a Playboys bunny. Id do whatever they asked me to. Id meet people with lots of money. And they would love me like I loved you. . I want to be a topless waitress.
I do believe, our love's in danger. I might as well, be loving air. You look at me, like I'm a stranger. You look at me, like I'm not there. . I gaze into, your eyes of blue.
Before you left your garrison. You'd had a drink, maybe two. You don't remember Paris, hon. But it remembers you. . It's true, we flew to Paris, dear.
With an ivory pipe and a cummerbund. In the dead of night on the autobahn. With the long ago on the radio. And the dreaming moon. . We were young and in love.
I met Ferdinand de Saussure. On a night like this. On love he said, "I'm not so sure. I even know what it is". . "No understanding, no closure. It is a nemesis.
At the dolls' tea party. we fritter away. The long afternoon of a warm summer day. With extended pinkies and pink cloisonn. Cups and saucers and pots and a liberty tray.
The cactus where your heart should be. Has lovely little flowers. So though it's always pricking me. My ardor never sours. . The cactus where your heart once was.
People of Earth, when you dance, dance the Dada Polka. Life is only a dream. When in the mood for romance dance the Dada Polka. Be as cute as you seem.
Tar-heel boy sings a song. 'Bout a girl who ain't comin' home. By n by, by n by. She worked too long in the mill. . She's gone to those rolling hills in the sky.
You used to slide down the carpeted stairs. Or down the banister. You stuttered like a kaleidoscope. 'Cause you knew too many words. . You used to make ginger bread houses.
There's an hour of sunshine for a million years of rain. But somehow that always seems to be enough. When love falls from the sky, nobody ever asks why.
We used to dance like it was going out of style. When you loved me for a while. And I remember every word you ever said, every kiss. . We used to sing all the oldest songs we knew.
On the ferris wheel. Looking out on Coney Island. Under more stars than. There are prostitutes in Thailand. . Our hair in the air. Our lips blue from cotton candy.
You held me upside-down. Till I couldn't breathe anymore. Then you held me like a baby. Television, like wine and cigarettes. Like grains of sand and raspberry schnapps.
Strange eyes, blue clocks without hands. Two lives lived in distant lands. Little blue mysteries. What did they see in me. . Strange eyes, early Picassos.
Seduced and abandoned and baby makes two. Baby, abandoned by you. Seduced and abandoned and what can I do?. I think I might drink a few. . Seduced with a grin, I was taken all in.
The saddest brown eyes I'll ever know. You gave up crying so long ago. But come outside and watch the snow. Softly falling. . Sad little moon in the big black sky.