Tickle Moon

Walking down 4th Avenue
Feeling shy but never blue.
The pitter-patter skips when I'm right next to you.

Talking about life and feeling fine
With your profiled lips and those almond eyes.
I won't say 'hello' until our next 'goodbye.'

And, I'm feeling all right
With the rain in my eyes
And the drip drop skip hop
Tickle moon tonight.

Parrots, monks and beechwood trees,
If the answer's right, there's a kiss for me -
Skyline, hill top, South Slope in our eyes.

I met you on a sober night.
I didn't know quite what was right.
You and me - both - were bashful in our minds.

And, I'm feeling all right
With the rain in my eyes
And the drip drop skip hop
Tickle moon tonight.

Squinting, lovely contact lens
And I don't know what to do.
I think that I could just lean right in,
But I haven't got a clue.
Just hold my hands right into the sun
And don't let go until the evening's done

With the
Drip drop skip hop
Tickle moon tonight.

And, I'm feeling all right
With the rain in my eyes
And the drip drop skip hop
Tickle moon,
The drip drop skip hop
Skipple moon,
The drip drop skip hop
Tickle moon

The drip drop
Skip hop
Tickle moon
Tonight.



Credits
Writer(s): George Mihalopoulos
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