Ain't She SweetWritten by Milton Ager, 1927Sequencing by Don Ferguson There she is! There she is! There's what keeps me up all night. Oh, gee whiz! Oh, gee whiz!, There's why I can't eat a bite. Those flaming eyes! that flaming youth! Oh, Mister, oh, sister tell me the truth. Chorus: Ain't she sweet? See her coming down the street! Now I ask you very confidentially, Ain't she sweet? Ain't she nice? Look her over once or twice Now I ask you very confidentially, Ain't she nice? Just cast an eye in her direction Oh, me! Oh, my! Ain't that perfection? I repeat, don't you think that's kind of neat? And I ask you very confidentially, Ain't she sweet? Tell me where, tell me where, Have you seen one just like that? I declare, I declare, That sure is worth looking at. Oh, boy, how sweet! those lips must be! Gaze on it! doggonit, now answer me! Chorus: |