There was a country dance being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an 'oh beg your pardon'
And suddenly I saw polkadots and moonbeams
Circling round 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 polkadots and moonbeams
Sparkled on the pug-nosed dream

There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
As we moved across 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've learned the meaning of the words ever after
Now I'll always see polkadots and moonbeams
When I kiss the pug-nosed dream