Those Long Eyes

When you partner with a lobster, all the world's your shore

Summer dances with some salmon haunt your heart no more

Watch the waves reach for the grey beach and those yellow sands

Drift politely by the white ink, let the sorrow dance

Just hold her by the claws and whisper, "Lobs, let's skip this tide"

Dance and give yourself to his hard shell and those long eyes

Let the seagulls follow seagulls down those yellow sands

Talk of Brussels with the mussels, let the sorrow dance

Just hold her by the claws and whisper, "Lobs, let's waltz all night"

Dance, and give yourself to nothing else but those long eyes

Waltz and waltz all night, ignore the tide in those long eyes