Last Friday I received your letter It said your book was overdue And you'd be by to pay your five cent fine Within a day or two Since that day the time drags by Things just aren't the same For I don't want your five cent fine I just want to know your name, you wrote Miss Clara, would it be to bold of me to call you Clare? My head is spinning, wonder if I dare To let you know that I care for you Clara Miss Clara, you're like the cover of a magazine You outshine every star I've seen On the silver screen, gee you're keen Since I saw you at your desk At the public library You stamped my book and I took a look And now your face is all I see I wish I could get to know ya So we could plan our honeymoon We'll trade the Ivy halls for Niagara Falls When I graduate next June Oh, Miss Clara, I'd like to see you let down your hair I'd like to take you with me everywhere We'd make a nifty pair, sweetie Clare We can go to my hometown To meet my mom and dad He'll try to tell you about the depression years And all the trouble we had Mom'll take you to the kitchen To give you a recipe And then dad'll take me aside to say He's glad to have you in the family Oh, Miss Clara, there's a cozy cottage we could share Up on a little farm in Delaware We'd be so happy there, if I could call you Clare Do be do do We do be op ee op dee dah Boo op be op ee dah dee dah Bah-op e-op e dah bee dah Miss Clara, there's a cozy cottage we could share On a little farm in Delaware, we'd be so happy there If I could call you Clare Miss Clara, do you care If I call you Clare? Miss Clara, I swear Ooh do be dah mm be op bah ah dee dah Be ooh be doop bah ah dee dahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
