I kiss the ground on which you walk,  I kiss the lips through which you talk,  I kiss the city of New York where I first met you.    You're my doll and don't forget it  'Cos I'm the guy who will regret it.  I love you more than when I said it when I first met you.    I love the way you talk, you walk, you smile, your style,  Like now, Like, wow-wipeout! No doubt  I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.    You'll never be a beauty queen  Won't feature in no magazine  But you're the best that's ever been.  I'm glad that I met you.  Take every day now as it comes,  You take the cake I'll keep the crumbs.  I only hear the sound of drums in my heart  (that means that I get you.)    I love the way you walk, you talk, you smile, your style,  Your dress, your caress,  Well, yes, yes, yes I am impressed.  I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.