I kiss the ground on which you walk, I kiss the lips through which you talk, I kiss the city of New York where I first met you.
You're my doll and don't forget it 'Cos I'm the guy who will regret it. I love you more than when I said it when I first met you.
I love the way you talk, you walk, you smile, your style, Like now, Like, wow-wipeout! No doubt I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.
You'll never be a beauty queen Won't feature in no magazine But you're the best that's ever been. I'm glad that I met you. Take every day now as it comes, You take the cake I'll keep the crumbs. I only hear the sound of drums in my heart (that means that I get you.)
I love the way you walk, you talk, you smile, your style, Your dress, your caress, Well, yes, yes, yes I am impressed. I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.