Polka Dots And Moonbeams

Would you care to hear the strangest story?

At least it may be strange to you

If you started a moving picture

You would say, "It couldn't be true"

A country dance was being held in a garden

I felt a bump and heard an, oh, beg your pardon

Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams

All around a pug-nosed dream

The music started and was I the perplexed one

I held my breath and said, "May I have the next one?"

In my frightened arms, polka dots and moonbeams

Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream

There were questions in the eyes of other dancers

As we floated over the floor

There were questions but my heart knew all the answers

And perhaps a few things more

Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter

I know the meaning of the words ever after

And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams

When I kiss the pug-nosed dream

There were questions in the eyes of other dancers

As we floated over the floor

There were questions but my heart knew all the answers

And perhaps a few things more

Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter

I know the meaning of the words ever after

And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams

When I kiss the pug-nosed dream