My baby talks a little awkward His manner is reserved His intentions are brave But he loses his nerve And when he comes around to see me He's not assertive like he planned I understand Baby, is a tentative man He don't sit too close to me I must scare him half to death And if I brush against him I hear him catch his breath And if he brings himself to touch me There's hesitation in his hand I understand Baby, is a tentative man I say maybe it's time he's taking Maybe he's been badly burned Maybe that's the way God made him I don't feel concerned 'Cause when I catch his shining eyes I have found a love so grand I understand