The Broken Record
My Sweetheart, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're goegeous, you're gorgeous tonight
That's a song I heard on the phonograph
The needle caught on the broken half
And kept playing, and saying
My Sweetheart, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you,
I kiss you, I kiss you tonight
All at once I started to think of you
The things I've wanted to say and do
When we're dancing, romancing
The broken record played on and then
The broken record started again
My Sweetheart, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you, I do
Oh, the tune sounds silly I will agree
The words sound daffy, but not to me
For there's no doubt it's the way I feel about you