You see that girlie in the yellow sweater   Her cheeks are roses and her lips are mellow   That's a-my girl and her name is Fontella   Oh-oh, Fontella is the girl for me   I says a-oh Fontella, well Fontella   I says a-oh Fontella, you know Fontella   Fontella is the girl for me   She loves me more when I hold her tight   She wants to kiss me with all her might   Oh Fontella, won't you be my wife   Oh-yeah pretty baby I'll treat you right   I says a-oh Fontella, well Fontella   I says a-oh Fontella, you know Fontella   Fontella is the girl for me   I'm tellin' you gal, she's a mighty fine   I just can't get her off of my mind   When she goes struttin' down the street   All the little birdies go tweet-tweet-tweet