My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize My sweetheart's so smart and wise My sweetheart is a Nobel Prize
He says a lot of things that I dont' know, But I do know That I'll do anything he wants me to, 'cause I do love him I don't understand The funny signs on his blackboard But when he holds my hand He takes me to the stars My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize...
He takes me every night into his lab and I wonder why do I have to sit inside that cab with the monkeys He gives me to drink that smoky thing with the bubbles He watches me and thinks while I fly high to the stars
I'd like to tell him that I love him so I'd like him to come near me and to hold me tender But all he does is think and watch me grow Perhaps one day he will surrender My sweetheart's a Nobel Prize...