Who had the girl turning handsprings,
Crazy to love him, claimed he?
Who could so misunderstand things?
You're lookin' at me.
Who was so sure of his conquest,
Sure as a human could be?
Who would up losing the contest?
You're lookin' at me, you're lookin' at me.
Where is the boy
Who was certain his charms couldn't fail?
Where is the boy
Who believed every word of this ridiculous tale?
Who was so childishly flattered,
Thought he'd swept her right off her feet?
Who woke to find his dream shattered?
Might I repeat? might I repeat?
For you needn't strain your eyes
To see what I want you to see,
That's right! You're lookin' at me.