"SEE YOU LATER, ALLIGATOR!"
We are going to live with Pater
up above in sky so high
where love is tender, very shy.
Do you remember apple pie
that Mother used to make?
Oh please remember! Try! Try! Try!
for on such love you fly, fly, fly
into the Heavens high, high, high.
GOOD BYE, Good Bye, good bye, bye, bye!