The camel wore a nightie…At the party of special things to doWhen the stiff wind blowsThe flag don’t wiggleIn the party of special things to doI met the Ace of LoveShe took me to her plantationFor love without separationIn the party of special things to doI could happen to meIt could happen to youI met the Ace of LoveShe said I want you to goTo a party of special things to doAnd when you’re throughI’ll be right here waiting for youHere take these sparksSo that my distant cousins can get along with youWatch out for the Mirror ManAnd Elixir SueSpoken: When I got to the party of special things to do it wasn’t hardto find Elixir Sue. I met all the cars, the wild cards, the One-EyeJills, the Red Queen. She turned her head, you know what I mean, sheturned it back and said, « I got a brand new game I want to lay onyou… »I met them allAt the party of special things to doWhen I was doneI was far from throughI returned to the Ace of LoveNow wouldn’t you?I met them allI met them allI met them allAt the party of special things to doThe camel wore a nightieAt the party of special things to do. . .