Oh, I want you, I want to love you
Oh, and get our eensy -teensy,
weensy -beensy,
teensy -geensy little bit rough
and all of that stuff
I want you, I want to squeeze you till you holler,
turn me loose,
I've had enough, doodly -dough.
Now I may not look the part
to have a Valentiner heart
I'll ad mit I may not look the lovin' kind
from front or even behind
But you can't tell how sweet
the juice of an orange is
Just by a -lookin'
I have to rhyme,
doo -da -dee -dime
Oh, I want you, I want to teach you
My technique to you
Oh, I'm a -pitchin'
woo -dee -dee -doo
Oh, I wanna kiss you till your toes ease
Curl right up, doodle -dee -dup,
out of your shoes
Oh, I get the blues
Oh, I may not look the part
To have a Valentino heart
I'll admit,
I may not look the lovin' kind
from front or any other place,
But you can't tell how sweet
the juice of an orange is,
Just by a -lookin'.
After I'm doodly -dined.
Quit, quit. On out, Lorne. Stop it! Oh,
don't! I ain't no lover! I'm a fighter!