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