You must have been all of a thousand feet tall
 Nearly naked - unashamed like Herod's daughter
 Your love was so big
 It made New York look small
 You've been the subject of so many dreams
 Since I climbed your torso
 Oh!
 My statue of Liberty
 Boo Boo
 Impaled on your hair
 What do you do
 Do Do to me
 Boo Boo
 I leaned right over to kiss your stoney book
 A little jealous of the ships with whom you flirt
 A billion lovers with their cameras
 Snap to look and in my fantasy
 I sail beneath your skirt