A warm autumn breeze gliding in
In the distance a tail spin
Languid as Oscar’s Theme, he awaits Juliet’s landing
Made to doubt where he is now.
If he could just step back and swim to bliss partnership
A warm autumn breeze gliding in
In the distance a tail spin
Languid as Oscar’s Theme, he awaits Juliet’s landing
Snakes and snails and puppy-dogs’ tails
“Yes, throw the rice. Are they all made with sugar and spice?”
A warm autumn breeze gliding in
In the distance a tail spin
Languid as Oscar’s Theme, he awaits Juliet’s landing
Languid as Oscar’s Theme, he awaits Juliet’s landing