Hey mr. pilot

You mind if I scoot closer?

I think that you are mighty fine

And do you know the finer things?

And will I get the finer things from the love that I want from you?

This world hates what it doesn’t understand

How would you like it if we made them angrier?

Come dance with me

Come dance with me

Come dance with me

Come dance with me

Darling lady is this the heaven they told me of?

Your hair is dark as night and your curls have more waves than Ipanema

And do you know the finer things?

And will I get the finer things

From the love that I will give to you?

Now you’re gone away to a distant land

Leaving me all alone

And I miss you day by day

And wonder when you’ll find my way again and again you please again

Come again

Come again

Be my friend