What do you see? You people gazing at me   You see a doll on music box that's wound by a key   How can you tell, I'm under spell, I'm waiting for love's first kiss      You cannot see, how much I long to be free   Turning around on this music box that's wound by a key   Yearning...   Yearning...   While I'm turning around and around      What do you see? You people gazing at me   (Truly Scrumptious, you're Truly Truly Scrumptious)   You see a doll on music box that's wound by a key   (Scrumptious as a cherry peach parfait)   How can you tell, I'm under spell, I'm waiting for love's first kiss   (When you're near me, it's so delicious, honest Truly, you're the answer to my wishes)      You cannot see, how much I long to be free   (Truly Scrumtious, though I may seem presumptious)   Turning around on this music box that's wound by a key   (Never never ever go away)   Yearning...   (My heart beats so unruly)   Yearning....   (Because I love you Truly)   While, I'm, turning around and around   (Honest, Truly I do)