When I’m Not Near the Boy I Love Songtext
von Doris Day

Oh my heart is beating wildly
And it′s all because you're here
When I′m not near the boy I love
I love the boy I'm near
Every man that wanders by me
Is a flame that must be fanned
When I can't fondel the hand I′m fond of
I fondel the hand at hand


My heart′s in a pickle
It's constantly fickle
And not too partickle, I fear
When I′m not near the boy I love
I love the boy I'm near

(We′re confessing a confession)
(And we hope we're not verbose)
When I′m not near the kiss that I cling to
I cling to the kiss that's close

My heart's in a pickle
It′s constantly fickle
And not too partickle, I fear
When I′m not near the boy I love
I love the boy I'm near