Our Hour - Spike Jones

The moon was like gold

As they strolled down the lane

Each star in the sky

Heard him sigh this refrain

This is our hour for love

Our hour to dream

Said the curly Pekingese

To his girlie Pekingese

Let’s be gay we say woofwoof

This is our hour for love

Our hour to scheme

Said the little puppy-he

To the little puppy-she

Let us cling and sing woofwoof

I can picture you and me forever

Chasing pussycats together

This is our hour for love,

Our hour to dream

We will raise a family

Maybe twenty-two or three

They’ll be our, our, our

This is our hour for love

Our hour to dream

You’re my curly Pekingese

I’m your girlie Pekingese

Let’s be gay and say woofwoof

This is our hour for love

Our hour to scheme

I’m your little puppy-he

I’m your little puppy-she

Let us cling and sing woofwoof

I can picture you and me forever

Chasing pussycats together

This is our hour for love

Our hour to dream

We will raise a family

Maybe twenty-two or three

They’ll be our, our, our