Because I like you much too much,
Just why I like you very much,
The night was gay with you!
And it gives my heart a lot of swing;
In your eyes there's love,
And the way I feel it must be Spring!
You have lips I love to touch;
You better go because I like you much too much.
And it gives my heart a lot of swing;
In your eyes there's love,
And the way I feel it must be Spring!
Have lips I love to touch;
You better go because I like you much too much,
You better go because I like you much too much.