Mister Love

Lyrics

Deep into the night The box-back gents arrive In apple-jacks and tans: Man-o-man, they look just like that Gitchy Dan! "Swing it with me, my Mattie Mario" No, no, I'm saving this fling for Mister Love When Crosby starts to croon The jitterbuggies cruise the room Their fingers poke the air; Man-o-man-o-man-o-man, they look just like that Fred Astaire! "Swing it with me, my Mattie Mario" No, no, no, no, no. I'm saving this fling for Mister Love Some enchanted evening at a swingin' soiree I'm savin' this dance for Mister Love, oh yeah I'm savin' this dance for Mister Love, oh yeah Across the crowded floor I think I see him --Yea, yea, there's my soldier boy He's got the rhythm of pizzaz: Man-o man, he looks like Uncle Sam! "Swing it with me, my Mattie Mario" (Swing it, swing it, swing it) Sweets for the sweet, Mister Love Hand in hand with a military man I'm dancing my dance with Mister Love My heart develops wings When he starts whistpering Like pretty harmonies He's susch a compliment to me I've had my hits-and-run With you jive stumblebums So don't you mess with me... Honey, I'm older than you think I'm scandalous! I need a touch, a hug, a nudge-- That's why I saved this dance for Mister Love