Seems I find it hard to forget you
Seems you float in on the breeze
Seems they still find ways to rob you
Like the tone of their voice as they say, «Tickets please»
Ooh, Aloysius, king of the smorgasbord
Ooh, all my fences
Should I want less or desire more?
Seems I still find ways to follow
You and that crazy dance you lead
I wrote down all the reasons that I love you
But the pen dropped when I got to 83
Ooh, Aloysius, king of the final frontier
Ooh, all my wishes
What are the things I should hold dear?
I took those flowers that you gave me And put 'em in a pretty vase
Don’t you know that your words
They always save me They keep me in a state of grace
Ooh, Aloysius, king of the smorgasbord
Ooh, all my fences
Should I want less?
Ooh, Aloysius, king of the final frontier
Ooh, all my kisses
What are the things, show me the things
What are the things I should hold dear?
We should hold near?