Piazza, New York Catcher sing and play along

Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll sail around the world.

Pi 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?

a Oh, elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze,

in a trail tue's for the devil to erase.

I San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play.

I azza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?

We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay.

We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell a bout the saddest book you ever read,

it always makes you cry.

in The sta rowed crying too and well he may.

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Meet you at the statue in an hour.