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Gene Austin
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Gene Austin
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Gene Austin
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Gene Austin
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Gracie Fields
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Hank Williams
There she is, there she is
That's what keeps me up at night
Oh gee whiz, oh gee whiz
That's why I can't eat a bite
Those flaming eyes
That flaming youth
Oh mister, oh sister
Tell me the truth
Ain't she sweet?
See her coming down that street
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she sweet?'
Ain't she nice?
Look her over once or twice
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she nice?'
Cast an eye in her direction
Oh me, oh my, ain't that perfection
I repeat
Don't you think that's kind of neat
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she sweet?'
Tell me where, tell me where
Have you seen one just like that?
I declare, I declare
That sure is worth looking at
Oh boy, how sweet those lips be
Oh gaze on her, doggoner'
Answer me
Ain't she sweet?
See her coming down that street
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she sweet?'
Ain't she nice?
Look her over once or twice
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she nice?'
Just cast a little old eye in her direction
Oh me, oh my my my, ain't that perfection
I repeat
Don't you think that's kind of neat
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she sweet?'
Just cast an eye-why-why in her direction
Oh me, oh my my my, ain't that perfection
I repeat
Don't you think that's kinda neat
I ask you confidentially 'ain't she sweet?'