You Know What I Mean Composer(s): Alfred Dubin; Fred Rath Performer(s): Corinne Griffith & Robert Fraser
I've been dreaming, I've been dreaming I've been scheming too I hope my dreams come true It all depends on you I'm suspecting, I'm suspecting That your eyes have seen There's something wrong with me And you know what I mean!
When we're married, when we're married We'll go down to Cook's Look through their tourist books And pick some shady nooks Then we'll visit those exquisite, Tropic Island scenes The kind you read about In all the magazines!
Oh I'm just crazy 'bout your kisses, honey You know what I mean For when your lips meet mine I feel so funny You know what I mean You're just a dream of lovliness You surely know just how to dress You play and sing, and everything So different from the rest I'd like to hear the preacher say that we are You know what I mean And in a year or so we both may have a little Ford machine We'll find a little cottage where the roses bloom With a parlor and a kitchen and a dining room And a room upstairs Where we'll say our pray'rs, Oh, you know what I mean I've been dreaming, I've been dreaming I've been scheming too I hope my dreams come true It all depends on you I'm suspecting, I'm suspecting That your eyes have seen There's something wrong with me And you know what I mean!
When we're married, when we're married We'll go down to Cook's Look through their tourist books And pick some shady nooks Then we'll visit those exquisite, Tropic Island scenes The kind you read about In all the magazines!
Oh I'm just crazy 'bout your kisses, honey You know what I mean For when your lips meet mine I feel so funny You know what I mean You're just a dream of lovliness You surely know just how to dress You play and sing, and everything So different from the rest I'd like to hear the preacher say that we are You know what I mean And in a year or so we both may have a little Ford machine We'll find a little cottage where the roses bloom With a parlor and a kitchen and a dining room And a room upstairs Where we'll say our pray'rs Oh, you know what I mean
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