That’s all, people,
No more from Prospect Avenue
That’s all people,
You can’t buy me for another year or two

Sing...you could sing your heart away,
Dance...on the edge of a leaf of paper,
You can live and cry and buy and take my life away.
Stars, Time, Bubbles and Love are Vapor.

That’s all, people,
No more from Prospect Avenue
That’s all people,
You can’t buy me for another year or two

Sing...I will sing a silent melody
Dance...I will move within my papa’s smile;
I will live and cry and create a newer harmony
Stars, Time, Bubbles and Love
are behind my trial.

That’s all, people,
No more from Prospect Avenue
That’s all people,
You can’t buy me for another year or two

That’s all people.