A Pretty Girl Is like a Melody



I have an ear for music, And I have an eye for a maid. I link a pretty girlie, With each pretty tune that's played. They go together, Like sunny weather goes with the month of May. I've studied girls and music, So I'm qualified to say...

A pretty girl is like a melody That haunts you night and day, Just like the strain of a haunting refrain, She'll start up-on a marathon And run around your brain. You can't escape she's in your memory. By morning night and noon. She will leave you and then come back again, A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune.