"Here she is, direct from the convent, Miss Dixie Leonard."



I was alone on a shelf

in a world by myself.

Oh, where could my Prince Charming be?

But a man came along,

made my life like a song,

and taught me these words of ecstasy,

tenderly.



I want some huggin' and some squeezin'

and some muggin' and some teasin'

and some stuff like that there.

I want some pettin' and some spoonin'

and some happy honeymoonin'

and some stuff like that there.



I used to think that love

was just a lot o' rubbish;

a mess o' cabbage, a mess o' cabbage.

But now my attitude

is wholly lovey dovish,

and baby, you, you've done it!



I want some kissin' and some hopin'

and some missin' and some mopin'

and some stuff like that there.

I want some leapin' and some chasin'

and some weepin' and some pacin'

and some stuff like that there.



And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it.

There's really only one expression to express it.

I want some huggin' and some squeezin'

and some muggin' and some teasin'

and some leapin' and some chasin'

and some weepin' and some pacin'

and some stuff,

I want some stuff like that there.



I used to think romance was bunk,

a double mickey for the ickey.

But all at once my heart was sunk,

and baby, you, you done it!



I want some kissin' and some hopin'

and some missin' and some mopin'

and some stuff like that there.

I want some leapin' and some chasin'

and some weepin' and some pacin'

and some stuff like that there.



And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it.

There's rea