My friend was up there a pure beauty up high
a light from the heavens so sure i could fly
a moon with a beam so shining and pure
a sign from above who knows....anymore

whole and round and full as can be
a man on the moon looks right back to me
see his face..my pal my mate in the air
a man on the moon with a cheesy grin stare  

He's just to reliable to not take the hint
stop looking my way ...an eye with a glint
I dont need your tides or big moody swings
so stop all this staring ..stop laughing at me

I'll send up my army to gobble you up
my mice do like cheese things
its what your made of

so be my friend back again and stop with those looks
leave me and my mind in peace just show me the love
I want Mr reliable my mate in the air
to be my best friend again
my man in the air