To my mind, she's my kind of girl. That face just knocks me off my feet, She's really sweet enough to eat. She looks like an angel looks, And my mind in a kind of whirl, She walks like an angel walks, She talks like an angel talks, And her hair has a

Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you Knocks me off my feet I don't want to bore you with it That makes me weak and But there's sumptin 'bout your love Darling I don't want to bore you with it I see us in the park Strolling the summer days of