shelter shelter in the parlor
shiny walls all made of marmor
breathing hard to feel the motion
knocking on the waves of ocean
pleasing pleasing rush of ruby
hold him down, the dancing looby
hold him down, the burning guy
make a wish and soon deny
ailing ailing soon im failing
twist my eyes while im debating
twist my heart while i am waving
farewell my love as i am fading
tears will fall and joy will rise
twinkle twinkle little eyes