| Sweetheart * words and music by Wayne Elkin © 1975 * 2008 PLAY SONG  She's God's gift to all men cause she's as pretty as sinand just as classy as she can be With her long dark hair and her long blank stare and her strange definition of free She blows into a room with a yell and a zoom That knocks everyone to the floor When she arrives better believe she's alive or else she'll explain it some more Sweetheart with all of your faults I want to be beside you to night My heart was locked like a vault 'till you slipped in It's all right She says go out with a girl and have a whirl It's perfectly fine with me I do just that she leaves me flat claiming that she's got to be free Then she's gone to LA for a week or a day or maybe up to Santa Cruz I'm planning a scam yet my hands on my yam I guess I'm just born to loose Sweetheart with all of my faults I want to be beside you to night My heart was locked like a vault 'till you slipped in It's all right As I write this verse I just have to curse you're more to me than song The telephone rang you came over and sang I don't believe the number was wrong We laugh until four and after that more Next morning you're colder than ice I snuggle up close get punched in the nose I ask you is that very nice Sweetheart with all of my faults I want to be beside you to night My heart was locked like a vault 'till you slipped in It's all right Years have passed I'm married at last I hardly ever sing this song To the blonde I made that promise the brunette flew to Saint Thomas I hardly even notice she's gone If she comes back to stay - she shouldn't get in the way Wife really straightened me out - But she'd leave in a minute If I were to get in it of that I haven't a doubt Sweetheart with all of your faults I want to be beside you to night My heart was locked like a vault 'till you slipped in It's all right |