Texty: Roger Miller. I’D COME BACK TO ME.

Well, if birds flew underwater, If a dollar bill was a dime
Boy wouldn't things be crazy
But maybe then you'd come around some time
If steamships flew the skyways, and honey wasn't made by the bee
If black was blue, if I was you, I'd come back to me

There's no way for you to know
How much that I miss you so
The world'd have to turn outside in
For you to ever be mine again

Well now if airplanes all flew backwards
And the moon was at the bottom of the sea
If one was two, If I was you, I'd come back to me

What if everything got reversed, poor folks ate caviar
And rich folks took to riding on Santa Fe boxcars
My hopes for your returning look hopeless as can be

If one was two, If I was you, I'd come back to me

There's no way for you to know
How much that I miss you so
The world'd have to turn outside in
For you to ever be mine again

Well now if polar bears wore derbies, and penguins ivy league
If are was you, if I was you, I'd come back to me
If one was two, If I was you, I'd come back to me
If egg was foo, if I was you, you'd be too young for me