Super honeymoon
Glamor and fashionModels and magazinesA striking runway entranceBeauty and passionStardust and high class scenesOf popular teensWhen I lived in Denver, I met a millionaireWith ribbons in her blond hairI still remember she was like a princessStraight from a dreamy castle in the air
So lovely...She was everything to me
Both alone in the darkWe long to see the sunRise over the Bering StraitI was sick of the westWhen I turned 21So I moved to the Sunshine StateWe played golf on the moonAnd tennis on the sunLike athletes of the afternoonThe solar flares burned my armsAnd made her makeup runOn our super lunar honeymoon
I was the youngest son of a congressmanAnd everything was my faultShe was a gymnast happily swingingOn the uneven bars tucked in a somersault
So lovely...She was everything to me
So lovely...She was everything to me
Both alone in the darkWe long to see the sunRise over the Bering StraitI was sick of the westWhen I turned 21So I moved to the Sunshine StateWe played golf on the moonAnd tennis on the sunLike athletes of the afternoonThe solar flares burned my armsAnd made her makeup runOn our super lunar honeymoon