Elope with me Miss Private and well sail around the world

I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl

How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?

How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?

Oh elope with me in private and well set something ablaze

A trail for the devil to erase

San Franciscos calling us, the Giants and Mets will play

Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?

We hung about the stadium, weve got no place to stay

We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell

About the saddest ending of a book you ever had to read

The statues crying too and well he may



I love you Ive a drowning grip on your adoring face

I love you my responsibility has found a place

Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words

Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd

Youll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job

Maybe, but not what she deserves



Elope with me Miss Private and well drink ourselves awake

Well taste the coffee houses and award certificates

A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style

Well comment on the decor and well help the passer by

And at dusk when work is over well continue the debate

In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare



The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day

The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays

He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor

He knows the drink affects his speed hes praying for

a doorway

Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench

Life outside the diamond is a wrench



I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend

I know it wouldnt come to love, my heroine pretend

A lady stepping from the songs we love unt