Stuff Like That There

«here she is, direct from the convent, miss dixie leonard.»
I was alone on a shelf
In a world by myself.
Oh, where could my prince charming be?
But a man came along,
Made my life like a song,
And taught me these words of ecstasy,
Tenderly.
I want some huggin and some squeezin
And some muggin and some teasin
And some stuff like that there.
I want some pettin and some spoonin
And some happy honeymoonin
And some stuff like that there.
I used to think that love
Was just a lot o rubbish;
A mess o cabbage, a mess o cabbage.
But now my attitude
Is wholly lovey dovish,
And baby, you, youve done it!
I want some kissin and some hopin
And some missin and some mopin
And some stuff like that there.
I want some leapin and some chasin
And some weepin and some pacin
And some stuff like that there.
And when I get a certain feelin I confess it.
Theres really only one expression to express it.
I want some huggin and some squeezin
And some muggin and some teasin
And some leapin and some chasin
And some weepin and some pacin
And some stuff,
I want some stuff like that there.
I used to think romance was bunk,
A double mickey for the ickey.
But all at once my heart was sunk,
And baby, you, youve done it!
I want some kissin and some hopin
And some missin and some mopin
And some stuff like that there.
I want some leapina nd some chasin
And some weepin and some pacin
And some stuff like that there.
And when I get a certain feelin I confess it.
Theres really only one expression to express it.
I want some huggin, squeezin,
Muggin, teasin and some stuff,
Stuff like that there!
Oooooooooh!