Part Time Blues

I'd like to get away, Junior

Somewhere alone with you

It could be oh, so gay, Junior

You need a laugh

Or two

A certain place I know, Frankie

Where funny people can have fun

That's where the two will go,

Darling

Before you can count up

One, two, three.

For there's a small hotel

With a wishing well

I wish that we were there together

There's a bridal suite

One room bright and neat

Complete for us to

Share together

Looking through the window

You can see a distant steeple

Not a sign of people who

Wants people?

When the steeple bell says,

"Good night, sleep well,"

We'll thank the small hotel

Together

We'll creep into our little shell

And we will thank the small hotel together