It's a halfway 'til morning Just got off the phone shipping forecast on my radio I feel like a pirate on this stormy night Where pirates steal and hold on tight
And I want you And I need to wait
Remember the birds at montmartre They were screaming in their apartment trees Well I'm just so out of body now Out of window and onto the street Will you linger here forever and never leave
And I want you And I need to wait
Elwis waits... In his waiting room By his winnebago in wings and collar He's a homogram he's no ordinary man He flies on the wings of a wedding dove