After watching her appeal from every angle, There's a big romantic deal I've got to wangle. For I've fallen for a certain lovely lass, And it's not a passing fancy or a fancy pass. I love the looks of you, the lure of you The sweet of you, the pure of you The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you The east, west, north, and the south of you I'd love to gain complete control of you And handle even the heart and soul of you So love at least a small percent of me do For I love all of you I'd love to gain complete control of you And handle even the heart and soul of you So love at least a small percent of me do For I love all of you