I´d like to get away, Junior
Somewhere alone with you
It could be oh so gay, Junior
You need a laugh or two

A certain place I know, Frankie
Where funny people can have fun
That´s where we two will go, darling

Before you can count up
One, two, three, four
There´s a small hotel
With a wishing well

I wish that we were there together
There´s a bridal suite

One room bright and neat
Complete for us to share together

Looking through the window
You can see a distant steeple
Not a sign of people

Who wants people?

When the steeple bell says
"Goodnight, sleep well"
We´ll thank the small hotel
We´ll creep into our little shell
And we will thank the small hotel together