A I have an ear for music, and I have an eye for a maid.
I like a pretty girl-ie, with each pretty tune that's played.
They go together, like sunny weather goes with the month of May.
I've studied girls and music, so I'm qualified to say
A pretty girl is like a melody that haunts you night and day,
Just like the strain of a haunting refrain,
She'll start up on a marathon and run a-round your brain.
You can't escape she's in your memory. by morning night and noon.
She will leave you and then come back a-gain,
A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune.
