My Allie golden-heart and sky-blue eyes
You flower-bed where my desires swarm
For ever inspiration of my sight
In my arms fold your fanciable form
My red and white corpuscles tell me this:
That I was born to live within your kiss.
From kitchen to the garden, from the garden to the skies
This is my world of Thursdays where you, the very moon...
This is the secret of the sphinx
Allie loves Pete so the whole world turns
All woman can mean from mother to minx
