Piazza, New York Catcher Belle and Sebastian

[Verse 1]
Elope with me Ms. Private and we'll sail around the world
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays
Oh, elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase

[Verse 2]
San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay
We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay
We hung about the Tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read
It always makes you cry
The statue's crying too and well he may

[Verse 3]
I love you, I've a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you, my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the family wider net absurd
You'll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job
Maybe, but not what she deserves

[Verse 4]
Elope with me Miss Private and we'll drink ourselves awake
We'll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We'll comment on the decor and we'll help the passerby
And at dusk when work is over we'll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare