Through the hills, he said, with secrets coming out of your mouth. Well, there's a fifty-foot-long silver cloud caught with the spirits stepping out. There was a gathering of sorts, of old cohorts, and little spooks was getting ready to play. And they were playing a tune by the light of the moon, waiting for Christmas Day, and were like this. Well, get on the horn and call Big Sam. I need some help lifting this garbage can. Just a little heap or a great big stump. Can't you feel it now? I'm in the mood for love. I'm in the mood for love. I'm in the mood for love. I'm in the mood for love. Now your momma is out. She's fast asleep. Now we can take a hike to Bonfair Creek. I said, fill that car with girls. Get a load of cake and eat it now. I'm in the mood for love. I'm in the mood for love. I'm in the mood for love. I'm in the mood for love. Through the hills he said, with secrets coming out of your mouth. But there's a fifty-foot-long silver cloud caught with the spirits stepping out. There was a gathering of sorts, of old cohorts, and little spooks was getting ready to play. And they were playing a tune by the light of the moon, waiting for Christmas Day, and were like this. And they were playing a tune by the light of the moon, waiting for Christmas Day, and were like this.