I know that
you're wondering
who I dream about
And if I met someone
who thrills me so
Well I've finally met
a girl who turns
me inside out
I'll tell you about
her for you
ought to know
You comb her hair
every morning
And make sure she
dresses just right
You comb her hair
every morning
And put her to
bed every night
When she's
around me sometimes
I can hardly speak
I stammer and I walk
right into doors
And just to hold
her hand in mine
makes me feel weak
Oh you know her
heart is a
friend of yours
You comb her hair
every morning
And make sure she
dresses just right
You comb her hair
every morning
And put her to
bed every night