Delishious
GEORGE GERSHWIN, IRA GERSHWIN
What can I say
To sing my praise of you?
I must reveal
The things I feel
What can I say?
Each lovely phase of you
Just seems to baffle my descriptive powers
Four and twenty hours
Of every day
What can I say?
What is the thing
I'd love to sing?
I've said you're marvelous
I've said you're wonderful
And yet that's not it
Now, let me see
I think I've got it
You're so delishious
And so caprishious
I grow ambishious
To have you care for me
In that connecshion
You're my selecshion
For true affecshion
For all the time to be
Oh, I've had one, two, three, four, five
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten girls before
But now there's one, and you're the one
The one girl I adore
'Cause you're delishious
And so caprishious
If I'm repetishious
It's 'cause you're so delishious
