Penthouse Serenade (When We're Alone) - Bob Hope

Penthouse Serenade (When We're Alone) Lyrics

Just picture a penthouse
Way up in the sky,
With hinges on chimneys
for stars to go by.
A sweet slice of heaven
for just you and I
When we're alone
Fromall of society
we'll stay aloof,
and live in propriety
There on the roof,
Two heavenly hermits
We will be in truth
When we're alone
We'll view life's mad pattern,
As we view old Manhattan,

Then we can thank our lucky stars,
That we're living as we are.
In our little penthouse,
we'll always contrive,
To keep love and romance forever alive.
In view of the Hudson,
Just over the drive,
When we're in love.
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Lyrics submitted by Peter.