[Verse 1: Stephin Merritt] Moons in June, I've given up on that stuff Arms have charms, but I've no hope of falling in love [Chorus] The rest of life pales in significance I'm looking for somebody with whom to dance With whom to dance? With whom to dance? I'm looking for somebody with whom to dance [Verse 2] Rings and strings, what use have I for these things? Bells and carousels, I'd just be fooling myself [Chorus] And you, you look like heaven, an angel who stepped from a dream Seven hundred and seventy-seven times lovelier than anything I've ever seen [Chorus]