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

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