She walks like an angel walks She talks like an angel talks And her hair has a kind of curl To my mind she’s my kind of girl
She’s wise like an angel’s wise With eyes like an angel’s eyes And her smile’s like a kind of pearl To my mind she’s my kind of girl
Groovy little face That face just knocks me off-a my feet Pretty little feet She’s really sweet enough to eat
Boy, she looks a-like an angel looks She cooks like an angel cooks And my mind’s in a kind of a whirl ‘Cause to my mind she’s my kind of girl
Pretty little face That face just knocks me off-a my feet Pretty little feet She’s really sweet enough to eat
Man, she looks like an angel looks And she cooks a-like an angel cooks And my mind’s in a kind of a whirl ‘Cause to my mind she’s my kind of girl And my heart’s kinda full of joy ‘Cause she told me I’m her kind of boy My kind of girl Her kind of boy My kind of girl