Polka Dots And Moonbeams

Would you care to hear the strangest story?
 At least it may be strange to you
 If you started a moving picture
 You would say, "It couldn't be true"
 A country dance was being held in a garden
 I felt a bump and heard an, oh, beg your pardon
 Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
 All around a pug-nosed dream
 The music started and was I the perplexed one
 I held my breath and said, "May I have the next one?"
 In my frightened arms, polka dots and moonbeams
 Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream
 There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
 As we floated over the floor
 There were questions but my heart knew all the answers
 And perhaps a few things more
 Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter
 I know the meaning of the words ever after
 And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams
 When I kiss the pug-nosed dream
 There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
 As we floated over the floor
 There were questions but my heart knew all the answers
 And perhaps a few things more
 Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter
 I know the meaning of the words ever after
 And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams
 When I kiss the pug-nosed dream