I was looking in the wrong direction I was looking through the tomatoes I was looking down an empty cannon I was looking down a garden hose But there's nothing here now, baby Not your pretty eyes Just a dirty salamander selling ties He was wearing something rather stylish Like a pinstripe banana peel But he was also looking pretty dirty I saw pieces of his last meal On his shirt and on his shoes But mostly on his shawl But he's not who I want at all I'd like to see you soon But now I see the rising moon He looks me in the eye And he won't let me move on by I'd like to see you soon But now I see the rising moon He looks me in the eye But I don't want to buy I don't want to buy I don't want to buy A tie