Penthouse Serenade

Just picture a penthouse

Way up in the sky

With hinges on chimneys

For stars to go by

A slice of Heaven

For just you and I

When we’re alone

From all of society

We’ll stay aloof

And live in propriety

There on the roof

To Heaven, we hermits

We will be in truth

When we’re alone

We’ll see life’s mad pattern

As we view Manhattan

Then we can thank our lucky stars

That we’re living as we are

In our little penthouse

We’ll always contrive

To keep love and romance

Forever alive

In view of the Hudson

Just over the drive

When we’re alone