Love Is No Joke, My Darling

Yes, love is a four-letter word On several occasions, I tried, oh! Lord To tell her that my heart beats profusely Every time I encounter her smile She is incredulous and does not take me seriously. What I love the most, about her, is her classy style She is tall enough for me, very simple And very educated. She has a minute pimple On her left cheek that I'd like to melt with a kiss I always let her know that she will be missed. I love her a lot; she has a special spot in my heart I pray and hope that she will never depart Because I do not like to say good bye Presently, she is my joy, and my sweet apple pie I do not want to scare my beautiful angel I want her to know that I am not joking That I love her with all my heart. Please ring the bell To welcome the darling of my soul, the queen of my spring.