Well I could be your friend
A mitten full of fisherman
Show me how to make her grin
Where the revelations run amok
Lions and tigers come running
Who's dancing as an Indian
Double chins and bowling pins
I find it when I’m slipping in
The tainted new librarian
Who fainted when she tucked you in
Let's float away like zeppelins
(On stoic gusts of Northern wind)
Swimming with the mother duck
Lions and tigers come running
Order now from Ho Chi Min
A porcelain that comes in twins
Throw me in the looney bin
‘Cause I can take it on the chin
The cleavage of your pillow skin
(Is moving like a violin)