Swingin' On the Moon

Are you tired of summer nights in Maine?
Do you yawn when they speak of sunny Spain?
Could you live without ever seeing old Rangoon?
Then come with me and let's go swingin' on the moon

Have you had enough of London fog
New York snow and California smog?
Would you say arrivederci to Rome in June?
Then fly with me and let's go swingin' on the moon

Let's have a honeymoon on the moon, honey
Far from the bustle of the crowd
And if your mother asks, "Why the moon, honey?"
Just tell her your feller has gone interstellar

Grab your hat and we'll head up in the blue
In a little rocket built for two
Baby, we're gonna blast off and before we're through
We'll leave the cares that we know on terra firma below
While we go singin' and swingin' on the moon

Let's have a holiday on the moon, honey
Far from that noisy earth below
And if your folks ask about our house, honey
Tell mater and pater we live in a crater

We're really gonna enjoy a life of ease
Livin' on moonlight cocktails and green cheese
Mister and Missus Space Commuter, if you please
And in a few years we might produce our own satellite
While we go singin' and swingin' on the moon

Swingin' on the moon, moonlight cocktail
I wished on the moon, sweet moon song
How high the moon? Don't let that moon get away
Blue moon, velvet moon
No moon at all, moonlight in Vermont
Oh, you crazy moon, the moon was yellow

We're singin' and swingin'
We're singin' and a-swingin' and a-swingin' on the moon