Grand pianos crash together when my boy walks down the street There are
whole new kinds of weather when he walks with his new beat Everyone sings
hallelujah when my boy walks down the street Life just kind of dances
through ya from your smile down to your feet Amazing he's a whole new form
of life blue eyes blazing and he's going to be my wife The world does the
hula-hula when my boy walks down the street Everyone thinks he's Petula so
big and yet so petite Butterflies turn into people when my boy walks down
the street Maybe he should be illegal he just makes life too complete...
Oh, shadows of echoes of memories Oh, things that he brings that he found in
the sea Oh, shadows of echoes of memories of songs Oh, how could he know
that it won't be long...
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