Would you care to hear the strangest story? At least it may be strange to you If you saw it in a moving picture You would say it couldn't be true A country dance was being held in a garden He felt a bump and heard an old, beg your pardon Suddenly he saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream The music started and was I the perplexed one He held his breath and said may I have the next one In his frightened arms polka dots and moonbeams Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream There were questions in the eyes of other dancers As we floated over the floor But my heart knew all the answers And perhaps a few things more Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter We know the meaning of the words ever after And he'll always see polka dots and moonbeams Shining on his pug-nosed dream Thank you for watching!