I kiss the ground on which you walk,

I kiss the lips through which you talk,

I kiss the city of New York where I first met you.



You're my doll and don't forget it

'Cos I'm the guy who will regret it.

I love you more than when I said it when I first met you.



I love the way you talk, you walk, you smile, your style,

Like now, Like, wow-wipeout! No doubt

I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.



You'll never be a beauty queen

Won't feature in no magazine

But you're the best that's ever been.

I'm glad that I met you.

Take every day now as it comes,

You take the cake I'll keep the crumbs.

I only hear the sound of drums in my heart

(that means that I get you.)



I love the way you walk, you talk, you smile, your style,

Your dress, your caress,

Well, yes, yes, yes I am impressed.

I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.