| lyric | 1. tho' it's a fickle age,
With cheating all the rage,
Here is one bird with self control,
happy, in side my cage,
I know who I love best,
thumbs down for all the rest,
My love was given heart and soul;
so it can stand the test.
No one to talk with, all by myself,
No one to walk with,
but I’m happy on the shelf,
Ain’t misbehavin’,
I’m savin’ my love for you.
I know for certain, The one I love,
I’m thro’ with flirtin’,
it’s just you I’m thinking of.
Ain’t misbehavin’,
I’m savin’ my love for you.
Like Jack Horner in the corner,
Don’t go nowhere
What do I care,
Your kisses are worth waitin’ for,
believe me,
I don’t stay out late,
don’t care to go,
I’m home about eight,
just me and my radio,
Ain’t misbehavin’,
I’m savin’ my love for you.
2. Your type of man is rare,
I know you really care,
That’s why my conscience never sleeps,
when you’re away somewhere.
Sure was a lucky day,
when fate sent you my way.
And made you mine alone for keeps,
ditto to all you say. |