My Sweet Heart
You're gorgeous, you're gorgeous,
you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous,
you're gorgeous tonight
That's a song I heard
on a phono graph
The needle caught on the broken half
and kept playing
And saying My Sweet Heart
I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you,
I kiss you, I kiss you tonight.
All at once I started to think of you.
The things I've wanted to say and do
when we're dancing,
ro mancing.
The broken record played on and then.
The broken record started
again.
My sweetheart, I love you, I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you, I love you, I do.
Oh, the tune sounds silly, I will agree.
The words are daffy, but not to me.
For there's no doubt it's the way I feel about you,
my sweetheart.
I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy,
I'm crazy, I'm crazy about you.
That's a song I heard
on the phonograph.
The needle caught on the broken half
and kept playing.
And saying, my sweetheart.
Without you, without you, without you, without you,
without you, without you, I'm blue.
All at once I thought
of the night last week,
you popped the question
but couldn't speak
and just stuttered
and sputtered.
You, you, you, you started to shout,
but nothing came out,
my sweetheart.
I'm sending this token,
the record that's broken,
I'm really not joking, you'll see.
All the tunes sound silly, I will agree,
the words are daffy, but not to me,
for there's no doubt it's
the way I feel about you.
About you, about you,
about you, about you.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, choo!