Pilot

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