Her: Oh doctor, I'm in trouble.
Him: Well, goodness gracious me.
Her: For every time a certain man
Is standing next to me.
Him: Mmm? Her: A flush comes to my face
And my pulse begins to race, It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Him: Oh! Her: Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Him: Well, goodness gracious me. Him: How often does this happen? When did the trouble start? You see, my stethoscope is bobbing
To the throbbing of your heart.
Her: What kind of man is he
To create this allergy? It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Him: Oh! Her: Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Him: Well, goodness gracious me. Him: From New Delhi to Darjeeling
I have done my share of healing, And I've never yet been beaten or outboxed, I remember that with one jab
Of my needle in the Punjab
How I cleared up beriberi
And the dreaded dysentery, But your complaint has got me really foxed.
Her: Oh. Her: Oh doctor, touch my fingers.
Him: Well, goodness gracious me.
Her: You may be very clever
But however, can't you see, My heart beats much too much
At a certain tender touch, It goes boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom, Him: I like it! Her: Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Him: Well, goodness gracious me. Him: Can I see your tongue? Her: Aaah.
Him: Nothing the matter with it, put it away please.
Her: Maybe it's my back.
Him: Maybe it is.
Her: Shall I lie down? Him: Yes.
Her: Ahhh... Him: My initial diagnosis
Rules out measles and thrombosis, Sleeping sickness and, as far as I can tell, Influenza, inflammation, Whooping cough and night starvation, And you'll be so glad to hear
That both your eyeballs are so clear
That I can positively swear that you are well, Ja-ja, ja-ja-ja-ja. Her: Put two and two together, Him: Four, Her: If you have eyes to see, The face that makes my pulses race
Is right in front of me.
Him: Oh, there is nothing I can do
For my heart is jumping too.
Both: Oh, we go boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom
Boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom-boom-boom
Boom boody-boom boody-boom boody-boom, Her: Goodness gracious, Him: How audacious! Her: Goodness gracious, Him: How flirtatious! Her: Goodness gracious, Him: It is me.
Her: It is you? Him: Ah, I'm sorry, it is us.
Both: Ahhh!