She walks like an angel walks
She talks like an angels talks
And her hair has a kinda of curl
To my mind she's my kind of girl
She's wise like an angel's wise
With eyes like an angel's eyes
And her smile like a kind of pearl
To my mind she's my kind of girl
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Pretty little face
That face just knocks me off-a my feet
Pretty little feet
She's really sweet enough to eat.
She looks like an angel looks
She cooks like an angel cooks
And my minds in a kind of whirl
To my mind she my kind of girl
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She looks like an angel looks
She even cooks like an angel cooks
And my minds in a kind of whirl
To my mind she's my kind of girl
And my hearts kinda filled with joy
Because she told me I'm her kind of boy
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