'Cause Buddy's there.
Gourmet cooking and letter-writing
And knowing Buddy's there.
Every morning--don't faint--
I tend the flowers. Can you believe it?
Every weekend I paint
For umpteen hours.
And yes, I miss a lot
Living like a shut-in.
No, I haven't got
Cooks and cart and diamonds.
Yes, my clothes are not
Paris fashions, but in
Buddy's eyes
I'm young, I'm beautiful.
In Buddy's eyes
I don't get older.
So life is ducky
And time goes flying
And I'm so lucky
I feel like crying,
And... In Buddy's eyes
I'm young, I'm beautiful.
In Buddy's eyes
I can't get older.
I'm still the princess,
Still the prize.
In Buddy's eyes
I'm young, I'm beautiful.
In Buddy's arms,
On Buddy's shoulder
I won't Bet older.
Nothing dies.
And all I ever dreamed I'd be,
The best I ever thought of me,
Is every minute there to see
In Buddy's eyes
Life is slow but it seems exciting 'Cause Buddy's there. Gourmet cooking and letter-writing And knowing Buddy's there. Every morning--don't faint-- I tend the flowers. Can you believe it? Every weekend I paint For umpteen hours. And yes, I miss a lot Living like a shut-in. No, I haven't got Cooks and cart and diamonds. Yes, my clothes are not Paris fashions, but in Buddy's eyes I'm young, I'm beautiful. In Buddy's eyes I don't get older. So life is ducky And time goes flying And I'm so lucky I feel like crying, And... In Buddy's eyes I'm young, I'm beautiful. In Buddy's eyes I can't get older. I'm still the princess, Still the prize. In Buddy's eyes I'm young, I'm beautiful. In Buddy's arms, On Buddy's shoulder I won't Bet older. Nothing dies. And all I ever dreamed I'd be, The best I ever thought of me, Is every minute there to see In Buddy's eyes Explain Request ×
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