Lovestruck

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 down on one 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