In a cozy, little four-by-two

With an angel half as sweet as you,

I'd live contently

Oh, how happy I'd be



That old landlord comin' 'round for rent

Couldn't put a dent in my content

Love's what the poet meant

Who'll write our heaven



Oh, the kisses that you'd give to me

I would use to sweeten up my tea

I'd sit upon your knee

Paradise, it would be



And oh, the billing and cooing

That I would be doing

In that corner of heaven with you



INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE



And oh, the billing and cooing

That I would be doing

In that corner of heaven with you