Can't Stop Talking - Betty Hutton, Fred Astaire

His eyes, his nose, his fingers, his toes

His smile when he says please

And when he sneezes, his sneeze

His arms, chest, coat, vest

His everything is sweeter than sweet

I try and try but honest to Pete

I can’t stop talkin' about him

And talkin' about him and talkin' about him

I can’t stop talkin' about the man that I adore

I can’t stop talkin' about him

And talkin' about him and talkin' about him

I can’t stop talkin' about him and though I seem a bore

I can’t stop tellin' about him and yellin' about him

And tellin' about him

I can’t stop hollerin' over the moment that we met

He had a pinstriped whatd’yecallit

A beautiful smile, a barrel of money

I can’t stop talkin' about him yet

He kissed me a bell went «boing»

A whistle went «whoo»

A trapped door opened and I flipped right through

And now I can’t stop talkin' about him

And talkin' about him and talkin' about him

And if he was yours, well neither would you!

Stop talkin' about him and talkin' about him,

And talkin' about him and talkin' about him

Until your face turned blue

Talkin' about him and talkin' about him,

Talkin' about him and talkin' about him

The whole day through