We met one evening when the moon was bright, And when she gave me the eye I thought that I would die, She had such curly hair and teeth of white, And I learned about love from her.
And when she'd hold me in her arms so tight, Every kiss was like a torch, my lips, they used to scorch, That gal was just a mess of dynamite! And I learned about love from her.
You've heard about that man from Tennessee, Say, he came along one day and he stole my gal away; Now she's teaching him what she taught me, When I learned about love from her.
At night I sit alone so sad and blue, Like a monkey on the shelf; say, I could hang myself! There's a gang of things I didn't learn to do When I learned about love from her.
Went to school, went to school, just to learn the game of love, Once a fool, stays a fool, that's one thing I'm certain of, There's no one beneath the Sun, beneath this sky above Who can tell upon a given Sunday where his gal will be on Monday.
Now my gal and I are far apart And with teardrops in my eyes, say, I realize I didn't learn how to mend a busted heart When I learned about love from her! We met one evening when the moon was bright, And when she gave me the eye I thought that I would die, She had such curly hair and teeth of white, And I learned about love from her.
And when she'd hold me in her arms so tight, Every kiss was like a torch, my lips, they used to scorch, That gal was just a mess of dynamite! And I learned about love from her.
You've heard about that man from Tennessee, Say, he came along one day and he stole my gal away; Now she's teaching him what she taught me, When I learned about love from her.
At night I sit alone so sad and blue, Like a monkey on the shelf; say, I could hang myself! There's a gang of things I didn't learn to do When I learned about love from her.
Went to school, went to school, just to learn the game of love, Once a fool, stays a fool, that's one thing I'm certain of, There's no one beneath the Sun, beneath this sky above Who can tell upon a given Sunday where his gal will be on Monday.
Now my gal and I are far apart And with teardrops in my eyes, say, I realize I didn't learn how to mend a busted heart When I learned about love from her!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
