You'd Be Suprised

He’s not so good in a crowd
But when you get him alone
You’d be surprised
He isn’t much at a dance
But then when he takes you home
You’d be surprised
He doesn’t look like much of a lover
Don’t judge a book by its cover
He’s got the face of an angel
But there’s a devil in his eye
He’s such a delicate thing
But when he’s starts in to squeeze
You’d be surprised
He doesn’t look very strong
But when you sit on his knee
You’d be surprised
At a party or at a ball I’ve got to admit
He’s nothing at all but in a Morris chair
You’d be surprised
He doesn’t look like much of a lover
Don’t judge a book by its cover
'Cause he’s got the face of an angel
But there’s a devil in his eye
He doesn’t say very much
But when he’s starts in to speak
You’d be surprised
He’s not so good at the start
But at the end of the week
You would be surprised
On a streetcar or in a train
You’d think he was born without any brain
But in a taxi cab and when he starts to grab
I said a taxi cab, you’d be surprised
This one’s a real danger