A man in the moon,
Taps at the window,
How will we know your silhoutte?
How will we reach you?
Waving his hands,
Shouting,
Is there anymore to that yellow sarong?
It's more than just a bit of grass,
What a landscape.
(What a landscape)
Yeah yeah yeah.
Yeah yeah yeah.
Yeah yeah yeah.
A man in the moon,
Taps at the window,
How will we know your silhoutte?
How will we reach you?
(How will we reach you?)