I went floating down the    Street one day   With a song playing in my mind   Hopping and bopping like a ricochet   Bad news was hard to find   There was a hint of syncopation   Coming from the sidewalk   And the street   There was a glint of scintillation   Hanging over everyone   You'd meet   And it makes me feel okay   Like a big yellow tractor   Going mowing through a field of hay   Like a genie on a table top   Surfing through the month of May      I saw a world in the window of    A knick knack shop   And I tossed it in the air   A girl went by with a forget-me-not   And she wore it in her hair   There was a peak of pixillation   And I never noticed it before   There was a jump of jubilation   And it seemed to promise more and more   And it makes me feel okay   Like a big yellow tractor going   Mowing through a field of hay   Like a genie on a table top   Surfing through the month of May      Oh she loves me and she loves me better   Than I've ever loved myself   She knows me and she loves me better   Now I want nobody else      Percolating through the noonday sun   With wings upon my shoes   I was jumping about in front of everyone   No dignity to lose   There was a rush of animation   Bubbling about inside my soul   There was a rin-tin-tabulation coming   It was so hard to control   And it makes me feel okay   Like a pig with a bucket full of    Truffles in a French cafe   Like Louis Armstrong playing   Trumpet on the judgment day   Like a flying boat captain with   An amethyst lake below   Like a winner of a marathon   Rolling in a field of snow   Like a figure skating gigolo   Looking for a heart to steal   Like a simulated orgasm suddenly becoming real   Like a big yellow tractor going   Bowling through a field of hay   Like a genie on a table top   Surfing through the month of may   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------