Don't Look At Me That Way

(álbum: The Magic Of Sarah Vaughan - 1959)

Oh, I'm so mad about a lad
It's too deep to express
And when he tries to use his eyes
They have instant success

So full of passion these pupils are
That girls forget what their scruples are
So when he turns them on me
I murmur tenderly

I think you're great; I think you're grand
And I don't mind if you hold my hand
But don't look at me that way

Your kisses, too, are heavenly
And, oh, so full of variety
But don't look at me that way

When you tell me sweetly you're mine completely
I always give a long cheer
But those sudden flashes behind your lashes
Are nobody's business, dear

Since you began to play your role
I've lost my heart and I've lost my soul
But as for losing my self-control
Don't look at me that way

I just adore your loving arms
In fact they're two of your greatest charms
But don't look at me that way

I'm very mild, I'm very meek
My will is strong, but my wont is weak
So don't look at me that way

When that strange expression of indiscretion
Begins to show in your stare
There's a hocus-pocus about your focus
That gives me a terrible scare

I feel a thrill when you arrive
And while you're near, I simply thrive
But if you want to get home alive
Don't look at me that way