The man in the moon taps at the window
How will we know your silhouette?
How will we reach you?
Waving his hands, shouting
Is there anymore to that yellow sarong?
It's more than just a bit of grass:
What a landscape!
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
A man in the moon taps at the window
How will we know your silhouette?
How will we reach you?
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
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