She walks like an angel walks
She talks like an angels talks
And her hair has a kinda of curl
To my mind shes my kind of girl

Shes wise like an angels wise
With eyes like an angels eyes
And her smile like a kind of pearl
To my mind shes my kind of girl
 [bad word] Pretty little face
That face just knocks me off-a my feet
Pretty little feet
Shes really sweet enough to eat.

She looks like an angel looks
She cooks like an angel cooks
And my minds in a kind of whirl
To my mind she my kind of girl
 [bad word] She looks like an angel looks
She even cooks like an angel cooks
And my minds in a kind of whirl
To my mind she my kind of girl

And my hearts kinda filled with joy
Because she told me Im her kind of boy