A Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody

<p>I have an ear for music And I have an eye for a maid I link a pretty girlie 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:</p><p>A pretty girl is like a melody That haunts you night and day</p><p>Just like the strain of a haunting refrain She'll start upon a marathon And run around your brain</p><p>You can't escape, she's in your memory By morning, night and noon</p><p>She will leave you and then come back again A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune</p><p>While a string orchestra played This lovely tune I met a maid And from the start she set my brain a-whirl But alas we parted soon And now I love to hear this tune For it reminds me of that certain girl</p><p>Once I met a girlie at the close of spring I began to woo her and she answered "Yes" that summer But when I went out to buy the wedding ring She left me flat and ran off with a drummer</p><p>While the cello moaned tenderly this melody She said to me "I love you" When the cello fellow was through he said "Adieu" She said "Me too" and flew</p><p>At the opera she said, "My dear I love you with all my soul While the singer's filled up my ear With Offenbach's Barcarolle When the music died away her love for me grew cold And I found she told better tales Than old Hoffman told</p><p>Once to a maid, this sweet serenade I sang with feeling and grace I vocalized just how much I prized Her form and beautiful face Said to say the maiden's husband Came with a spade And ruined my serenade</p><p>We met one evening at a dance The band was playing, I was saying Give me just a chance She told me of a boy in France And then she vanished and it banished My romance</p>