A Pretty Girl Is Like A Melody

I have an ear for music,

And I have an eye for a maid.

I like a pretty girlie,

With each pretty tune that's played.

They go together,

Like sunny weather goes with the month of may.

I've studied girls and music,

So I'm qualified to say

A pretty girl is like a melody

That haunts you night and day,

Just like the strain of a haunting refrain,

She'll start up-on a marathon

And run around your brain.

You can't escape she's in your memory.

By morning night and noon.

She will leave you and then come back again,

A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune.