SATELLITE
(Ted Pandel / Bruce Haack)


Teresa Brewer - 1958


I'm spinning around like a satellite
And I can't see the Sun for the stars
Every day is as gay as a Saturday night
Or a ride on a rocket to Mars

My love takes the path of a satellite
In an orbit around your heart
Your attraction is something I never could fight
And it's starting to pull me apart

I'm sailing above the clouds so high
Like a rocket on the Fourth of July
The world looks as small as a polka dot
When compared to the love I got

I'm spinning around like a satellite
But I'll slow myself down to explain
If you promise to kiss me once more I'll be glad
To get down to earth once again

(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

I'm sailing above the clouds so high
Like a rocket on the Fourth of July
The world looks as small as a polka dot
When compared to the love I got

I'll always behave like a satellite
And the reason's not hard to explain
When I try to recover, you kiss me and then
I start spinning all over, spinning all over
Just spinning all over again



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - August 2020)