A fellow needs a girl
to sit by his side
at the end of a weary day
To sit by his side
And listen to him talk
And agree with the things
he'll say
A fellow needs a girl
to hold in his arms
when the rest of his world
goes wrong
To hold in his arms
And know that she believes
that her fellow is wise
and strong
When things go right
And his job's well done
He wants to share
the prize he's won
If no one shares
And no one cares
Where's the fun
of a job well done
Or a prize you've won
A fellow needs a home
His own kind of home
But to make this dream
come true
A fellow needs a girl
His own kind of girl
My kind of girl is you