Moonrock Mambo - Yo La Tengo

Like a thumb in a rubber glove or a moon rock in the sky above

I’m thinking, could it be that I’m falling in love?

Like a Chunky or a Charleston Chew, like shoe crab soup or chicken stew

Like Cinderella’s other shoe, I just want to be next to you

I want to be, I want to be next to you

I want to be, I want to be next to you

Like a palindrome or a friend indeed, like wow, or Tara Key

It seems I always need reminding what a fool believes

Like Horton hearing a Who, like everything old becoming new

Like looking out for number two, I just want to be next to you

I want to be, I want to be next to you

Yeah, I want to be, I want to be next to you

Like Dr. Tom, like Mr. Met, like Professor Frink, like a Chia pet

Like Eddie Bow, like Bob Levito, like Jill Talley, like Don Cheadle

I want to be next to you, I want to be next to you

I want to be next to you, I want to be next to you

Like eating ribs with Calvin Trillin, like Timothy Carey in The Killing

Like Steve Coogan and Rebecca Front, like Jefferson Airplane except no Grunt

I want to be next to you, I want to be next to you

I want to be next to you, I want to be next to you