Why do the,
Neighbors chatter,
All day behind,
Their doors?
Who laughs at,
Yer jokes?
Like whut?
Don't praise my
Charm too much
Don't look so
Vain with me
Don't stand
In the rain
With me
People will say
We're in love
Don't take my arm
Too much
Don't keep your
Hand in mine
Your hand feels
So grand in mine
People will say
We're in love
Don't dance
All night with me
Till the stars fade
From above
They'll see
It's alright with me
People will say
We're in love...