Don't throw bouquets at me; don't please my folks too much
Don't laugh at my jokes too much; people will say we're in love
Don't sigh and gaze at me; your sighs are so like mine
Your eyes mustn't glow like mine; people will say we're in love
Don't start collecting things; give me my rose and my glove
Sweetheart, they're suspecting things; people will say we're in love
Don't praise my charm to much; don't look so vain with me
Don't stand in the rain with me; people will say we're in love
Don't take my arm too much; don't keep your hand in mine
Your hand feels so grand in mine; people will say we're in love
Don't dance all night with me till the stars fade out of sight
They'll see it's all right with me; people will say we're in love