Lemon Meringue

Down a lonely roadway
A magical creature stood
Look in her eye, and you will see why
We all, should feel damn good

On a vacant byway, So far
From the bad or good, You could see
Four or more miles
Why measure the smiles
When you
Feel so damn good

Feel the wind
On your eyes
Feel a smile
Sweet surprise
Don't you know you want to pet the moose

Rolling down your driveway
You catch a glance at the woods
She caught your eye
Reflecting the sky
And now
You feel damn good
Driving down the freeway, So far
From the place she stood
You think of
Magical fur
You've lost the hurt
And damn
You feel so good

Feel the fur
On your skin
Feel a smile
It begins
Don't you know you want to pet the moose

You don't care what they say
We're taking that moose some food
What could she like
I hope she likes pie, and says
Man, this tastes damn good

Standing neath' the sun's rays, So bright
A magical creature stood
Licking lips
She looked at the pie
Then stared in your eye and said
Damn, that looks so good

Feel the thought
Of surprise
As a moose
Devours your pie
Don't you know you want to pet the moose

Feel the wind
On your eyes
Feel a smile
Sweet surprise
Don't you know you want to pet the moose