Honeysuckle Highway

Exploring every avenue of love on the honeysuckle highway

Eschewing every vestige of regret we gaily slip along

Displaying all the evidence of mirth on the daffodyllic byway

And needing no excuse to have a laugh 'cos we're doing nothing wrong

You want magic? I'll provide it

You want daydream? You're inside it

You want mystery? It will find you

You've got moonbeam right behind you

Cruising down carnality canal in my canoe can I canoodle?

Rounding every bending that we're wending in a loopy disarray

Evincing all the properties of rapture with a sybaritic splendour

And shedding every nagging little footle that is getting in the way

You want magic? I can do it

You want lovelight? Nothing to it

You want everything to be groovy?

You got me now, let's get moving

Come with me where the air is free

And spirits can in harmony unite

Swim with me in the rainbow sea

We're strangers to catastrophe tonight

Where all the clocks tell different times

And no one finds the time to be uptight

Where sweet suggestions grow on trees

And love explodes as well indeed it might

Exploring every avenue of love on the honeysuckle highway

And needing no excuse to have a laugh 'cos we're doing nothing wrong

You want magic? Well, you've got it

You want licence? I forgot it

You want romance? Let's get busy

I've got magic to make you dizzy

Come with me to the special place

The first thing you get on your face, a smile

As secrets flourish in their space

So love will cherish every grace and style

When pressure's on another case

We get along without a trace of bile

Though memories we'll ne'er erase

Our happiness can run apace meanwhile

You wore a bandana, I wore navy blue

We met in Havana at quarter past two

Across the Savannah and down to the beach

You munched a banana, I nibbled a peach

You played a small solo, I muffled a drum

You offered a polo, I stuck with my gum

I danced a light polka, you threw a few hoops

I was Oscar Homolka, you were Marjorie Proops