Lovesick

I wished and wished for a girl like you That I could cherish until a hundred and two How can I ever get you to notice me Write you a poem of how it could be Then present it to you on bended knee That's just too corny, you wouldn't believe The old fashioned style just isn't the key Should I act like a man, dress all in black Grow a mustache and drive a Cadillac Throw money all around like I'm a fat cat God only knows what you might prefer Tee shirt and shorts or a long mink fir I'll just be me the next time we meet I'll probably keep it short and sweet And invite you out for coffee or tea