She walks like an angel walks, she talks like an angel talks, And her hair has a kind of curl, to my mind, she´s my kind of girl. She´s wise like an angel´s wise,
with eyes like an angel´s eyes, And a smile like a kind of pearl, to my mind, she´s my kind of girl. A pretty little face, that face just knocks me off my feet, A pretty little feet, she´s really sweet enough to eat. She looks like an angel looks, she cooks like an angel cooks, And my mind in a kind of whirl, to my mind, she´s my kind of girl. (full instrumental interlude) Hmmm, pretty little face, that face just knocks me off my feet, Pretty little feet, she´s really sweet enough to eat. She looks like an angel looks, and she cooks like an angel cooks,
And my mind in a kind of whirl, to my mind, she´s my kind of girl. Yes, my poor heart´s in a whirl, she´s just my kind, she´s a girl. And I´m glad.