Real Live Girl

Pardon me miss

But I've never done this

With a real live girl

Straight off the farm

With an actual armful of

Real live girl

Pardon me if your affectionate squeeze

Fogs up my goggles and buckles my knees

I'm simply drowned in the sight and the sound

And the scent and the feel

Of a real live Girl

I've seen photographs and facsimilies

That have set my heart off in a whirl

But nothing can beat getting swept off your feet

By a real live girl

Dreams of your bunk don't

Compare with a hunk

Of a real live girl

Speaking of miracles this must be it

Just when I started to learn how to knit

I'm all in stitches

From finding what riches

A waltz can reveal

With a real live girl