A day I spent with Dali
last night in a dream
left me feeling confused
nothing was as it seemed
sitting on the red lips couch
talking on the lobster telephone
Dali and I passed the day away
Gala left us alone
Hitchcock's Spellbound was on the TV
Jacky Gleason's Band was on the stereo
Dali let me follow him around
every place he had to go
he gave me some mustache wax
I rolled my moustache tight
pin strip suit with black and white shoes to boot
when we went out on the town that night
Walt Disney stop by to say he was sorry
offered Dali his old job back any time
the folks from Tiffany's apologized too
they way they treated Dali was a crime
I spoke my piece to all of them
Gala said "good for you"
ust another day with Dali
doing what ever we wanted to do...