When a qui-et young man on the bach-e-lor plan De-serts the books he likes.
And quite by the way he dis-cov-ers some day
A girls whose looks he likes,
He'll call and in-vite her to din-ners and shows
But that is-n't ser-i-ous ev-ry-girl knows,
He'll rush her for months but he'll nev-er pro-pose
Un-less he is ten-der-ly taught.
So tell him all the mag-ic
Of those lit-tle words "we two."
Just teach him how to say "My dear! The one I love is you."
There's lots of things he ought to know
But don't for-get to see
That he cor-rect-ly learns to say,
"I want you to mar-ry me!"
A girl has to learn ma-ny les-sons in turn
And some are sad I fear
For ma-ny may say that they love her each day,
With scarce-ly one sin-cere,
And there-fore I think that her ans-wer should be
"We're told to be-lieve on-ly half that we see
And noth-ing we hear, so you'll have to show me!"
And then if she'd help things a-long
She'll tell him all the mag-ic
Of those lit-tle words "we two."
Just teach him how to say "My dear! The one I love is you."
There's lots of things he ought to know
But don't for-get to see
That he cor-rect-ly learns to say,
"I want you to mar-ry me!"