Fred Astaire

Can't Stop Talking
His eyes, his nose, his fingers, his toesHis smile when he says pleaseAnd when he sneezes, his sneezeHis arms, chest, coat, vestHis everything is sweeter than sweetI try and try but honest to PeteI can't stop talkin' about himAnd talkin' about him and talkin' about himI can't stop talkin' about the man that I adoreI can't stop talkin' about himAnd talkin' about him and talkin' about himI can't stop talkin' about him and though I seem a boreI can't stop tellin' about him and yellin' about himAnd tellin' about himI can't stop hollerin' over the moment that we metHe had a pinstriped whatd'yecallitA beautiful smile, a barrel of moneyI can't stop talkin' about him yetHe kissed me a bell went "boing"A whistle went "whoo"A trapped door opened and I flipped right throughAnd now I can't stop talkin' about himAnd talkin' about him and talkin' about himSongtexteAnd if he was yours, well neither would you!Stop talkin' about him and talkin' about him,And talkin' about him and talkin' about himUntil your face turned blueTalkin' about him and talkin' about him,Talkin' about him and talkin' about himThe whole day through Aus Songtexte Mania