Johnny was bashful and shy.
Nobody understood why,
Mary loved him,
All the other girls passed him by.
Every one wanted to know
How she could pick such a beau.
With a twinkle in her eye.
She made this reply.

Mary continued to praise Johnny's remarkable ways,
To the ladies
And you know advertising pays.
Now Johnny's never alone
He has the busiest phone
Almost every other day.
A new girl will say.

He's not so good in a crowd but when you get him alone
You'd be surprised,
He isn't much at a dance
But then when he takes you home
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look like much of a lover,
But don't judge a book by it's cover.
He's got the face of an Angel but
There's a Devil in his eyes.
He's such a delicate thing but when he starts in to squeeze,
You'd be surprised,
He doesn't look very strong but when you sit on his knee,
You'd be surprised
At a party or at a hall
I've got to admit he's nothing at all
But in a Morris chair,
You'd be surprised.

He's not so good in the house but on a bench in the park
You'd be surprised,
He isn't much in the light but when he gets in the dark
You'd be surprised
I know he looks as slow as the Erie
But you don't know the half of it dearie
He looks as cold as an Eskimo
But there's fire in his eyes
He doesn't say very much but when he starts in to speak
You'd be surprised,
He's not so good at the start but at the end of a week
You'd be surprised
On a streetcar or in a train
You'd think he was born without any brain,
But in a taxicab,
You'd be surprised.

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