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
And 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
Well, sweetheart, they’re suspecting things
People will say we’re in love