I know that you're wondering
Who I dream about
And if I've met someone
Who thrills me so
Well, I 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 act
Just like a fool
And just to hold her hand in mine
Makes me feel weak
You know her, honey
Don't you know it's you?
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