Yes we're gonna have a wingding   A summer smoker underground   It's just a dugout that my dad built   In case the reds decide to push the button down   We've got provisions and lots of beer   The key word is survival on the new frontier      Introduce me to that big blonde   She's got a touch of Tuesday Weld   She's wearing Ambush and a French twist   She's got us wild and she can tell   She loves to limbo, that much is clear   She's got the right dynamic for the new frontier      Well I can't wait till I move to the city   Till I finally make up my mind   To learn design and study overseas      Have you got a steady boyfriend   Cause honey I've been watching you   I hear you're mad about Brubeck   I like your eyes I like him too   He's an artist, a pioneer   We've got to have some music on the new frontier      Well I can't wait till I move to the city   Till I finally make up my mind   To learn design and study overseas      Let's pretend that it's the real thing   And stay together all night long   And when I really get to know you   We'll open up the doors and climb into the dawn   Confess your passion, your secret fear   Prepare to meet the challenge of the new frontier