Hey toots, you put the life into living    You brought a sigh into sight    Ah hon, you make my legs turn to water    You bring the stars out at night    But they ain't half so bright    As your eyes    Gee whiz, you take the beauty out of beautiful    You play the strings of my heart    Oh babe, you take the wonder out of wonderful    Oh my, oh my, and my, if you were mine    The rain would turn to sweet sweet wine    Well he's been up all night    Breakin' his head in two to write    A little sonnet for his chickadee    But between you and me    I think its sssssssssssilly. Silly    Ooh treas, you got a smile like a Rembrandt    Aha, you got the style of a queen    Oh dear, you are the petal of a rosebud    Next to you all the others could be weeds    You're the only one my garden needs    Ooh, you know the art of conversation    Must be dying    Ooh, when a romance depends on    Cliches and toupees and threepes    We're up to here with moonin' and junin'    If you want to sound sincere -    Don't rely on Crosby's croonin' -    Take a little time    Make up your own rhyme    Don't rely on mine    `Cos it's sssssssssilly - silly - silly - silly