Spike Jones

Our Hour

Spike Jones


The moon was like gold
As they strolled down the lane
Each star in the sky 
Heard him sigh this refrain 
This is our hour for love
Our hour to dream
Said the curly Pekingese
To his girlie Pekingese
Let's be gay we say woofwoof 

This is our hour for love
Our hour to scheme
Said the little puppy-he
To the little puppy-she
Let us cling and sing woofwoof 

I can picture you and me forever
Chasing pussycats together 

This is our hour for love,
Our hour to dream
We will raise a family
Maybe twenty-two or three
They'll be our, our, our 

This is our hour for love
Our hour to dream
You're my curly Pekingese 
I'm your girlie Pekingese
Let's be gay and say woofwoof 

This is our hour for love
Our hour to scheme
I'm your little puppy-he 
I'm your little puppy-she
Let us cling and sing woofwoof 

I can picture you and me forever
Chasing pussycats together 

This is our hour for love
Our hour to dream
We will raise a family 
Maybe twenty-two or three
They'll be our, our, our