The streets are wet
And they shine like gold
As they're lined
For the big parade
All to sell is here to be sold
I hope
I might see her today
All who could talk
Say she shines like she does
And that she would like to
Take me out
And show me around
There seems
So much of this place
All who could talk
Say she shines like she does
And that she would like to
Breath me in
And turn me round
It seems like there's no other way