Cuddle up Closer - Doris Day

On the summer shore, where the breakers roar

Lovers sat on the glist’ning sand

And they talked of love while the moon above

And the stars seemed to understand

Then she grew more cold, and he grew more bold

Till she tho’t that they had better go

But altho' he heard, he not even stirred

Only murmured in tones soft and low

Cuddle up a little closer, lovey mine

Cuddle up and be my little clinging vine

Like to feel your cheek so rosy

Like to make you comfy, cozy

'Cause I love from head to toesie, lovey mine

Then she deigned to rest on his manly chest

Her dear head with its flowing curls

And she said, «I'd stay on this lap for aye

How I envy the Capland girls!»

For Miss Esquimaux, 'mid the ice and snow

Has no steam-heat when he comes to call

Not a single glim, so it’s up to him

To whisper in summer or fall

Cuddle up a little closer, lovey mine

Cuddle up and be my little clinging vine

Like to feel your cheek so rosy

Like to make you comfy, cozy

'Cause I love from head to toesie, lovey mine