Bella

Hello

There goes the gal in the pretty skirt

With the golden smile that made you feel new

Like when the marching band strolls the street

You know another year's come too soon

So, you took her hand, she gave a look

That sent you to the moon

And there you spoke the words of a gentleman

Can I have this dance with you?

Can I share this dance with you?

Won't you come on home?

I built us a flyin' machine

And we'll go where you want

And we'll sail the seven seas

I hope all is well in Daisy's dreams

There goes the gal, yeah, the pretty bird

On the golden mile, that made you feel real

She took the phone to the stars

She don't make no big deal

And there she sits with them big old fields

Of daisies and rusty mills

And when the sun, it shines on her hair of gold

She's beautiful, she's beautiful

Won't you come on home?

I built us a flyin' machine

And we'll go where you want

We'll sail the seven seas

I hope all is well in Daisy's dreams

In Daisy's dreams

Da, da-da-dum-dum

Da, da-da-dum-dum

Da, da-da-dum-dum

Da, da-da-dum-dum

Dum-dum