I wish that we were there together
Before you can count up, one, two, three, four
Not a sign of people, who wants people?
Complete for us to share together
There's a bridal suite, one room bright and neat
When the steeple bell says, "Good night, sleep well"
Looking through the window, you can see a distant steeple
A certain place I know, Frankie, where funny people can have fun
There's a small hotel with a wishing well
We'll creep into our little shell
We'll thank the small hotel together
That's where the two will go, darling