Your twin hair of ash, of blonde, of dune Your twin eyes of chrome, of peacoat blue One eye twinned twice Oh you two of the same name . . . Red clay as far as you could see But treasures lay in trillions beneath Try not to talk about it-- Oh you two! Your treasure talks in droves It talks tidal So measure your true trove It's wise-old So let fly and unfasten What’s been buttoned neck-high for your sweet life’s rare ration Your tongue’s been all bell-shy-- well You can't un-try the feast your appetite speaks of Your twin hair -- wheat blonde dune - oh you two Your twin eyes of chrome of yonder blue One eye twinned twice Oh you two of the same name Oh now you two ---- Up to your waists yes up to your faces in french clay Up to your necks yes up to high places in buttons!