I've got a pretty little lady and she's sitting next to me
Holding my hand as gentle as can be
While we watch a news show on our color TV
And think about nothing at all
While the summer turns to fall
All the buds of life on the branches in the spring
My little lady blushed cause she knows I'm thinking
About the buds of life we will practice making
All the spring and summer long
And when the summer turns to fall
She says she loves me in every weather
And it turns her on growing old together
Even in the winter when it rains and it snows
And my little lady's wrapped in seven layers of clothes
I hold her warm hand and she smiles cause she knows
That spring will be coming along
And then the summer turns to fall
She says she loves me in every weather
And it turns her on growing old together
I've got a pretty little lady and she's sitting next to me
Holding my hand as gentle as can be
While we watch a news show on our color TV
And think about nothing at all
While the summer turns to fall