Here comes my guy, walking down the street
Look how he walks with a dancing beat
Thick wavy hair, a little too long
All day long he's singing his songAnd when I see him in the street
My heart takes a leap and skips a beat
Gonna walk right up to him
Give him a great big kissTell him that I love him
Tell him that I care
Tell him that I'll always be thereWell, what color are his eyes?
I don't know he's always wearing shades
Is he tall?
Well, I've got to look up
Yeah? Well, I hear he's bad
Hmm, he's good, bad but he's not evilTell me more, tell me more
Big bulky sweaters to match his eyes
Dirty fingernails, oh, boy, what a prize
Tight tapered pants, high button shoes
He's always looking like he's got the bluesAnd when I see him in the street
My heart takes a leap and skips a beat
Gonna walk right up to him
Give him a great big kissTell him that I love him
Tell him that I care
Tell him that I'll always be thereIs he a good dancer?
What do you mean is he a good dancer?
Well, how does he dance?
Close, very, very close
Songwriters
Morton, GeorgePublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CARLIN AMERICA INC