Beth Hirsch. Dandy. Zeneszám

Sunday you?re turning sentimental
Take your time
I?m keeping my cool here
Do you mind?

Pouring me petals of a rose
Our hearts are toasting
Now with eyes closed
There she goes

Somebody likes me
And he?s somebody dandy
Carries me fancy
Past the time

Nothing is ever accidental
That?s what a kiss is
That?s why your wish is....

This thing between seem to be smooth
And so soothing
Dasingly proving
Like is grand

Like is not to be underrated
It is a favor
Savor the flavor
While you can

Somebody likes me
And he?s somebody dandy
Carries me fancy
Past the time

Nothing is ever accidental
That?s what a kiss is
That?s why your wish is....

Somebody likes me
And he?s somebody dandy
Carries me fancy
Past the time

Nothing is ever accidental
That?s what a kiss is
That?s why your wish is....