Cigars in the summertime under the sky by the lightI can feel you read my mindI can see it in your eyes under the moo n as it playslike music every lineThere's a rug with bleeding dye under the fan in the roomWhere the passions burning high b y the chairwith the leopard skin under the lightIt's always Penny and me tonightOn the plane step up with both my feetRidi ng in seat number 3 on a flight to NYCGot my bean in a coffee cup next to my seatCatch the view and another good book to read Sending me home on the friendly skiesMissing her eyesIt's always Penny and me tonightCause Penny and me like to roll the w indows downTurn the radio up, push the pedal to the groundAnd Penny and me like to gaze at starry skiesClose our eyes, prete nd to flyIt's always Penny and me tonightStaring at a million city lightsBut it's still Penny and I all alone beneath the s kyFeel the wind brushing slowly byIf I could soar I'd try to take these wings and flyAway to where the leaves turn redBut n o matter where I am insteadSinging along to feeling alrightWe'll make it by in the pink moonlightIt's always Penny and me to nightCause Penny and me like to roll the windows downTurn the radio up, push the pedal to the groundAnd Penny and me like t o gaze at starry skiesClose our eyes, pretend to flyclose our eyes pretend to flyIt's always Penny and me tonightPenny lik es to get away and drown her pain in lemonadePenny dreams of rainy days and nights up late by the fireplaceAnd aimless conver sations about the better daysSinging along to feeling alright, yeahWec12