I’m walking alone, and the streets are so wet
I’m walking alone, and the only thing bright is the streetlight
And the only thing warm is the blood in my veins
So I think of warm days as a getaway
Like Valentino in Blood & Sand
There’s a man stranded on a side of a hill
Waiting still
Thinking how he’s like the Son of the Sheik
Thinking how it would be
How nothing would be finer than a new Ocean Liner
Thinking how he’s like the Son of the Sheik
Thinking how it would be
Nothing could be better
Wave bye-bye
Wave bye-bye, baby, to your burdens
Wave bye-bye, baby, to your babies
Nothing could be finer than to ride a new String Liner
With fancy features
Wave bye-bye to your burdens in the bleachers
Wave bye-bye, baby
You could never ask for more
Wave bye-bye, baby, to your babies on the shore
What a getaway
Wave bye-bye to your babies back on the shore