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Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we're cosy and clingin' |
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Well sir, all I can say, is if I were a bell I'd be ringin' |
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From the moment we kissed tonight, that's the way I've just gotta behave |
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Boy, if I were a lamp I'd light or if I were a banner I'd wave |
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Ask me how do I feel, little me with my quiet upbringing |
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Well sir, all I can say is if gate I'd be swinging |
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And if I were a watch I'd start popping my springs |
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Or if I were a bell I'd go ding dong, ding dong ding |
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Yes, I knew my morale would crack |
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From the wonderful way that you looked |
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Boy, if I were a duck I'd quack |
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Or if I were a goose I'd be cooked |
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Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we're fondly caressing |
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Well, if I were a salad, I know I'd be splashing my dressing |
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Or if I were a season, I'd surely be spring |
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Or if I were a gate, I would swing, have a fling almost any old thing |
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Or if I were a bell I'd go ding dong, ding dong |
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Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding ding dong |
