Dancing tea-cup, and friends

hot hot day!
don't you hate a hot day!
I say that to my precious friend,
a silent, wise tea cup.

my tea cup likes to dance.
on this jazzy afternoon,
with his joyful friend, jumpy piano,
he dances, in a weird way!

piano sings blue monk,
tea cup's dancing with no legs,
but then, they stop.
"pinot pinot---!" screams the cup.

ah, the drunk wine-bottle is coming.
the pinot noir; he comes with his friend,
or rather enemy; who is sucking his blood.
"no-no!"; that enemy; is drunk too!

that funny looking enemy,
I think I know him; wait a minute!
I remember that sleepy camel look-alike face!
that soon-is-raining-cloud look-alike eyes!

yeah-yeah!
I remember! I saw him last week;
in a weird toilet on that bar,
righto; I saw him that day! on the mirror.