If I could have dinner
With
Dylan and the
Rolling
Stones
If I could have invented
The 45 record or the telephone
If I could live on top of
New
York
City
Park
Avenue
If I could paint the moon at least a smile
to tell you the truth
I'd rather do nothing with you
I'd rather do nothing with you
Oh, I'd rather do nothing with you
And everything without you
If I could walk with
Mr.
Armstrong up on the moon
If I could ask
Andy
Warhol to paint my living room
If I had a one -way tick
et all the way to
Mars
Hitchhike or ride on a rocket
Just to get back to where you are
Oh, I'd rather do nothing with you
I'd rather do nothing with you
Oh, I'd rather do nothing with you
And everything without you
And everything without you
Baby, I'll take a lazy
Sunday
Watching the world go by
Drinking a coffee, not even drinking
Your hand in mine
What a perfect waste of time
I'd rather do nothing with you
I'd rather do nothing with you
Oh, I'd rather do nothing with you
And everything without you
Everything without you
Oh, everything without you
Everything without you
you