by millard and Millard

umbrellas ready to sail

on the tide

take a ride

by the light of a pale moonbeam

and she’s screamin’ at me through the stars

i’ll bring a toy piano and a pair of wings

my dog, my hat

and a girl that sings

how ’bout you?

yeah you’d do just fine

and then i think she wants me back

talkin to me i can’t relax

and then i think she loves me now

it don’t matter anyhow

anyhow

operatic secret coves

in the park

on a lark

like spies in a mystery dream

with our souped-up motor cars

i’ll bring a glass spiderweb

and a striped suitcase

wishbone slingshot

we’ll be lost for days

times two

to the part where we’ve never been

and then i think she wants me back

talkin to me i can’t relax

and then i think she loves me now

it don’t matter anyhow

anyhow