Gus Arnheim

I fell in love with you first time I looked into Them there eyes. You've got a certain li'l cute way of flirtin' with Them there eyes.

So rare, You're like the sparkle of old champagne; Orchids in cellophane Couldn't compare to you.

I may seem proud; I may act gay, It's just a pose; I'm not that way, .'Cause deep down in my heart I say, I surrender, dear.

Sweet and lovely, sweeter than the roses in May, And she loves me, there is nothing more I can say.