Palms and palms, shake and they yaw,
palms and palms, lovely and grand.
If the wind she blows, look out below,
for the fronds of palms fall and they land.
The palms they tall, 100 foot land,
with span 20 per block.
Untold planted in L.A. Moderne, arranged in lines not stands.
And when windy, my man, Myles my boy, palms and palms they rock.