Betty Comden Lyrics
"Some Other Time"

Let's not talk about bombs and the brain impulses of
severed limbs you will always subtract your arms from
my arms someone always interupts us when we talk so
I'm gonna draw this evening's line before my wash hangs
on it for everyone to see it's very bad luck to draw
the line on the night before the worlds ends we can
draw the line some other time this midnight I will
turn into a beer I will dream of you between nightmares
and wars and toss and turn ain't you gonna take me
for a ride drink and drive down to the l.
a. river bed I'll make no mistakes and I'll behave