..and the Moon

(Imagine a happy stomp)

One mile or a thousand
And I'm far away from you
Try as I may
There's precious little I can do

Because one mile or a thousand
And you're far away from me
Do as I do
I'll never make you see

That I'm charismatic
Fun, fantastic
Flexible, like thin elastic
Optimistic, chic, engaging
Effervescent, smart, amazing

One mile or a thousand
Six and two threes
Melbourne or the moon
It doesn't matter much to me

Vacant girls are buying you favours
This is a disastrous start
That seems to be your hand on my arm
But, baby, where is your heart?
Did I grow an extra set of nostrils?
Is there a rubber chicken strapped to my head?
Darling, was my daddy a glazier?
Well, then, why
Are you looking at her instead?

Oh, sugarpie
One mile or a thousand
And it's pretty much the same
Practise I will
But I've always been lousy at this game

One mile or a thousand
Do as you please
Melbourne or the moon
Melbourne or the moon
It doesn't matter much to me