Embraceable You by Platters
Dozens of girls[guys] would storm up; I had to lock my door, Somehow I couldn't warm up To one before. What was it that controlled me? What kept my love-life lean? My intuition told me You'd come on the scene. Lady[Baby], listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat, And you'll get just what I mean.
Embrace me, My sweet embraceable you. Embrace me, You irreplaceable you. Just one look at you - my heart grew tipsy in me. You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me. I love all The many charms about you; Above all, I want my arms about you. Don't be a naughty baby, Come to papa - come to papa - do! My sweet embraceable you.
I love all The many charms about you; Above all, I want my arms about you. Don't be a naughty baby, Come to papa - come to papa - do! My sweet embraceable you.
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