Same Sort of Girl



[Verse]
 * (He) I won't deny that I've had fancies galore
 * say three or four Well, may be more
 * I've often thought: This one I truly adore
 * Then in a minute I'd find there's nothing in it.

[Refrain]
 * Same sort of girl and the same sort of boy,
 * Same sort of whirl in the same round of joy,
 * Same "making eyes" and the same tender sighs,
 * same moonlight walk, same silly talk,


 * Same old duet sung by Adam and Eve,
 * Same sort of fibs that no one can believe,
 * I thought that old game was one that I knew.
 * But it's so different with you.

[Verse]
 * (She) I've been a summer girl and met two or three
 * who I agree Looked nice to me
 * Each one I fancied my ideal might be
 * Then I'd waken and find I had been mistaken.