Swingin' On the Moon

Are you tired of summer nights in Maine? Do you yawn when they speak of sunny Spain? Could you live without ever seeing old Rangoon? Then come with me and let's go swingin' on the moon Have you had enough of London fog New York snow and California smog? Would you say arrivederci to Rome in June? Then fly with me and let's go swingin' on the moon Let's have a honeymoon on the moon, honey Far from the bustle of the crowd And if your mother asks, "Why the moon, honey?" Just tell her your feller has gone interstellar Grab your hat and we'll head up in the blue In a little rocket built for two Baby, we're gonna blast off and before we're through We'll leave the cares that we know on terra firma below While we go singin' and swingin' on the moon Let's have a holiday on the moon, honey Far from that noisy earth below And if your folks ask about our house, honey Tell mater and pater we live in a crater We're really gonna enjoy a life of ease Livin' on moonlight cocktails and green cheese Mister and Missus Space Commuter, if you please And in a few years we might produce our own satellite While we go singin' and swingin' on the moon Swingin' on the moon, moonlight cocktail I wished on the moon, sweet moon song How high the moon? Don't let that moon get away Blue moon, velvet moon No moon at all, moonlight in Vermont Oh, you crazy moon, the moon was yellow We're singin' and swingin' We're singin' and a-swingin' and a-swingin' on the moon