You're Mine (Ooh La La)
Never claimed to be a beauty queen
Or grace the cover of a magazine
But you make me feel
On top of the world, the world
Cutsie faces from across the room
Yellow daisies in the month of June
Oh boy, can’t help myself, it’s you I adore
What more?
It’s all about the oohs
And the ahhs
And the la la la’s
My heart a-pitter patters
Hey boy, what’s the matter
Dontcha say a-maybe
Come on a-pretty baby
You’re Mine
You’re Mine
Something ‘bout your la’s
And your ahhs
And your oh oh ohs
Feel the tingle wingles
From my head to my toes
Kisses from November
All the way until December
You’re Mine
You’re Mine
Always been the girl who played it safe
But your love takes me to a special place
And you make me feel
30 feet high, so high
Cuddle up with me under the stars
And serenade me with your sweet guitar
Oh boy, can’t help myself, it’s you I adore
What more?
