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In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning - Live (1958/Chicago)

de Rockapella

I'm not sayin' that just the thought of
You makes my walk a skip,
And I'm not sayin' that my heartbeat's
Any more than just a radar blip.
Oh well I'm not sayin' that I'm not affected
By your feminine such'n'such,
I'm sayin' that I like you...
I like you very much

I like you, I like you very much... yes I do...

Well I'm a feeble-minded droolin' brute
With a'nuthin' much on top,
When you smile at me you yank
The stick a'right from my lollipop,
Well I'm not sayin' that the things
I'm thinkin' wouldn't make a virgin blush,
I'm sayin' that I like you...
I like you very much

I like you, I like you very much... yes I do...

Aw y'know that I do
Wanna cannibalize your missionary baby,
Wanna shoot out your lights
With my favorite gun
Like skeet, wanna kiss your feet,
A'likin' you's gonna be such fun...

Well I don't mean to be so in your face,
I don't mean to be indiscreet,
But if my temperature gets any higher
I might drop dead at your feet,
Oh I got no stamps no phone no fax machine
But I'd love to stay in touch,
I'm sayin' that I like you...
I like you very much

I like, like you very much

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