While tearing off a game of golf I may make a play for the caddy But when I do, I don't follow though 'Cause my heart belongs to Daddy If I invite a boy some night To dine on my fine finnan haddie I just adore his asking for more But my heart belongs to

La de dah de dah La de dah dah de de I come from a long line of sinners like me Here's to a long line of sinners like me I was fifteen when my daddy's old man Caught me half way through my first beer He laughed so hard when my face turned green He said

The sun rose But suddenly the Sun rose right before my eyes I can't believe that I Could feel the way I do I can't believe it's true It's you and only you And I awakened Covered up in flames

There was a boy, A very small enchated boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye, But very wise was he. And then one day. One magic day he came my way. And as we spoke of many things,

I used to visit all the very gay places Those come-what-may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distingue traces That used to be

Stunden lang Die Räder vom Bus, die rollen dahin Rollen dahin Die Türen vom Bus gehen auf und zu Die Wischer vom Bus machen wisch, wisch, wisch Wisch, wisch, wisch Die Hupe vom Bus macht tut, tut, tut Tut, tut, tut

(You don't fool me, you don't fool me) na na na nah You don't fool me You don't fool me, you don't fool me (You don't fool me, you don't fool me) na na na na nah Sooner or later you'll be playing by her rules Da da da da dah Da da da dah Da da dah ah

There was a boy, A very small enchated boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye, But very wise was he. And then one day. One magic day he came my way. And as we spoke of many things,

I just adore him, so I can't ignore him, The boy next door. How can I ignore The boy next door? I love him more than I can say. Doesn't try to please me, doesn't even tease me, And he never sees me glance his way. And though I'm heart-sore The boy next

But not for me I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi ho alas and also lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me They're writing songs of love A lucky star's above