Bernadette

Whoa I got time on my hands tonight You're the girl of my dreams When I'm near you my future seems bright Oh I want you to be my girl I want you to be my movie I am Sal Mineo and I need you so Sweet Bernadette Whoa you got style from your hair to your heels Though my words may be jumbled Still I'm telling you just how it feels I love you I love you And the breeze that wraps around you Satin summer nights A girl I can't forget Whoa you're the smile of the moon Bernadette Dom dom dom doo Well-a well I'm home Dom dom dom doo Well-a well I'm home Wop, wop, wop, wop Come with me There's a place I want you to see When the leaves are dark I've got a hiding place in central park And the sky is a coat of diamonds There's a wooden cross over my bed The city is lit with candles They're shining for you Bernadette Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Oo oo, Bernadette Dom dom dom doo Well-a well I'm home Dom dom dom doo Well-a well I'm home Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop --- Bernadette - Paul Simon