Real Live Girl Cy Coleman, Carolyn Leigh, Little Me

Pardon me, Miss, but I've never done this
With a real live girl.
Straight off the farm with an actual arm
Full of real live girl.

Pardon me if your affectionate squeeze
Fogs up my goggles and buckles my knees.
I'm simply drowned in the sight and the sound
And the scent and the feel
Of a real live girl.

Nothing can beat getting swept off my feet
By a real live girl
But I suddenly know that I've found my ideal
In a real live girl

Speaking of miracles, this must be it
Just when I started to learn how to knit
I'm all in stitches from finding what riches
A dance can reveal
With a real live girl