Three Times a Day

If I had my way

I’d trail you night and day,

For I so crave your company

I’d be in it every minute.

But upon my soul,

I’d exercise control

In case it be that you should see

More than just enough of me.

I’ll call round about

Three times a day.

Maybe I should make it four.

You may throw me out

Three times a day

But I’ll come right back for more.

When the sky falls into the ocean blue,

That’s when I will stop proposing to you,

For I long to see your smiling face

Across the table, dear,

Three times a day.