Tiptoe Through The Tulips
Al Dubin, Joseph A. Burke
Tiptoe to the window, by the window that is where I'll be.
Come, tiptoe through the tulips with me.
Tiptoe from your pillow to the shadow of a willow tree
and tiptoe through the tulips with me.
Knee deep in flowers we'll stray,
we'll keep the showers away
and if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight,
will you pardon me?
Come, tiptoe through the tulips to me.
