Hold a candle to a naked flame Ask the atheist his Christian name Try parachuting from a burning plane Finding someone else you could blame If I ever thought you'd be lonely If I ever thought you'd be there If I ever fought the alimony Painted pony You'd be there Eskimo heart Bedouin throat A butcher trussed up in a camel hair coat A crowning in the castle A drowning in the moat Ocean dried, Desert afloat If I ever thought you'd be lonely If I ever thought you'd be there If I ever fought the alimony My one and only You'd be there One for the lady, One for the gent Signatures in wet cement, And if you ever ask, What I meant then I'd never know, Then I'd never know...