Nat "King" Cole - My Kind of Girl | Текст песни

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She walks like an angel walks,
She talks like an angel talks,
And her hair has a kind 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.
A pretty little face,
That face just knocks me off my feet,
A pretty little feet,
She's really sweet enough to eat.
She looks like an angel looks,
She cooks like an angel cooks,
And my mind in a kind of whirl,
Cause to my mind, she's my kind of girl.
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Hmmm, pretty little face,
That face just knocks me off my feet,
Pretty little feet,
She's really sweet enough to eat.
She looks like an angel looks,
And she cooks like an angel cooks,
And my mind in a kind of whirl,
To my mind, she's my kind of girl.
And my heart's kinda full of joy
Cause she told me I'm her kind of boy.

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