I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun
Of my proud protestation of faith in romance
And you'll say I’m naïve as a babe to believe
Any fable I hear from a person in pants
I’ve been known to share your satirical attitude
Thinking that love could be kept in its place
Till of a sudden that lyrical platitude
Bounced up and hit me smack in the face
That’s how I turned out to be
The happy young woman you see
I’m as corny as Kansas in August
I’m as normal as blueberry pie
No more a smart little girl with no heart
I have found me a wonderful guy!
I am in a conventional dither
With a conventional star in my eye
And you will note there’s a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful guy!
I’m as trite and as gay as a daisy in May
A cliché comin’ true
I’m bromidic and bright as a moon-happy night
Pourin’ light on the dew
I’m as corny as Kansas in August
High as a flag on the Fourth of July
If you’ll excuse an expression I use
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love with a wonderful guy!