What's The Wine Like? What's The Beer?
What A Deluxe, Uptown, Gala Quagmire,
I Thought You'd Be Here.
What's The Wine Like? What's The Beer?
It's A Damp Night Up The Lane,
Don't Those Lights On The Lawn Look Left Out
In The Soft, Summer Rain?
It's A Damp Night Up The Lane.

Rose Marie, Can You Help Me Find Clear Skies?
Rose Marie, Could I Still Shine In Your Eyes?

I'm A Song Bird, I'm A Tune,
I've Been Blue Since
They Paved Pittman Pond,
But I'll Soar Again Soon,
I'm A Songbird, I'm A Tune.

Rose Marie, Can You Help Me Find Clear Skies?
Rose Marie, Could I Still Shine In Your Eyes?

Eyes Are Like A Window To The Soul, They Say,
And They Still Say Love Is Blind;
Anyway, I Found You Here,
Way Up In This Atmosphere,
Hangin' With The Chandeliers
And So Refined, -fined, Girl.

Could I Hold You? Could I Still?
Yeah, Your Bare Shoulders Shine Sweet And Soft,
But You Might Take A Chill,
Could I Hold You? Could I Still?

Can I See You? Can I Soon?
Could We Meet In That Joint On The Point
And Look Out For The Moon?
Can I See You? Can I Soon?

Rose Marie, Can You Help Me Find Clear Skies?
Rose Marie, Could I Still Shine In Your Eyes?

I Dream Of You, Girl, With Your Dark, Brown Eyes.