dan expands like gildersleeve you salty dogs it s new year s eve the dali drools the hartley shines but all i see is those burchfield nines the artist weeps the agent smiles i d like to learn to box like miles we re all such funny valentines but all i see is those burchfield nines the women purr like cheshire cats and mr t breaks out the v a t and on the box bird tingles spines but all i see is those burchfield nines