We shuffled our faces laughing like fish. Really flip flappin' We had not a wish. You said, 'Look, the ceiling's down,' You said it five times with that beautiful frown Red leaves whirling across my lawn I see you weaving. What dost thou sew? You look at the floor. You say, 'I really don't know' I asked my darlin' why she talks so slow. She said, 'It's the mud above and the stars below.'