Those Long Eyes

When you partner with a lobster, all the world's your shore Summer dances with some salmon haunt your heart no more Watch the waves reach for the grey beach and those yellow sands Drift politely by the white ink, let the sorrow dance Just hold her by the claws and whisper, "Lobs, let's skip this tide" Dance and give yourself to his hard shell and those long eyes Let the seagulls follow seagulls down those yellow sands Talk of Brussels with the mussels, let the sorrow dance Just hold her by the claws and whisper, "Lobs, let's waltz all night" Dance, and give yourself to nothing else but those long eyes Waltz and waltz all night, ignore the tide in those long eyes