This Great Romance

The neighbors kid, he laughs at me and points his stick with loaded eyes.
I play dead and stain the street.
This happens everyday - no, mostly Tuesdays.

My girl, she sings and teaches dance.
I have a piece I'd like her to perform.
It's called, "This Great Romance"; it may change, it's just a working title.

Pamela told me - that's her name, it means, "honey eyed" - well, what she told me, is I should ask the kid instead and laughed...
She's funny that way, she is..

Sometimes we sit, sometimes we think.
We smile and know we're wishing something.
The kid across the street, he waits.
She grips my hand a little tighter.

Someone once told me - I can't recall - but “ooh” what they told me, was the world's as soft as lace. I think they saw Pamela's face.

(la, la..)

My girl, she sings and teaches dance.
I have a piece I'd like her to perform.
It's called, "This Great Romance"; it may change, it's just a working title.

Pamela told me - that's her name, it means, "honey eyed" - well, what she told me, is I should ask the kid instead and laughed...

She's funny that way, she is..