Ain’t She Sweet

There she is!

There she is!

That’s what keeps me up at night.

Oh, gee whiz!

Oh, gee whiz!

That’s why I can’t eat a bite.

Those flaming eyes!

That flaming’ youth!

Oh, Mister! Oh, Sister!

Tell me the truth:

Ain't she sweet?

See her coming down the street!

Now I ask you very confidentially

Ain't she sweet?

Now ain't she nice?

Look her over once or twice.

Now I ask you very confidentially

Ain't she nice?

Just cast an eye

In her direction

Oh, me! oh, my!

Ain't that perfection?

Now I repeat,

Don't you think that's kind of neat?

Now I ask you very confidentially

Ain't she sweet?

Oh an't she sweet?

See her walking down that street.

Yes I ask you very confidentially

Ain't she sweet?

Oh ain't she nice?

Look her over once or twice.

Now I ask you very confidentially

Ain't she nice?

Just cast an eye

In her direction

Oh, me! oh, my!

Ain't that perfection?

Now I repeat,

Don't you think that's kind of neat?

Now I ask you very confidentially

Ain't she sweet?