Frank Sinatra - The Girls I’ve Never Kissed lyrics
[Frank Sinatra - The Girls I’ve Never Kissed lyrics]
The old wolf sniffs the summer breeze
And dreams about his youth
For the sight of skirts above the knees
Turns his hardboiled brain to tears
And the scent of honey in the
Tree whets an old sweet tooth
The pretty girls go strolling by
I smile at them, and heave a sigh
And think of all the things I've missed
And all the pretty girls I've never kissed
They smile from field of daffodils
They wave from high and windy hills
In secret places by the sea
The girls I've never kissed still wait for me
All the girls whose names I can't recall
Their faces haunt me still
All the pretty girls I've never
Kissed and never will
The girls of spring, the girls of fall
The girls of summer most of all
If only time did not exist
If only I could catch that
Boat I always missed
I'd go back and kiss all the
Pretty girls I've never kissed
And dreams about his youth
For the sight of skirts above the knees
Turns his hardboiled brain to tears
And the scent of honey in the
Tree whets an old sweet tooth
The pretty girls go strolling by
I smile at them, and heave a sigh
And think of all the things I've missed
And all the pretty girls I've never kissed
They smile from field of daffodils
They wave from high and windy hills
In secret places by the sea
The girls I've never kissed still wait for me
All the girls whose names I can't recall
Their faces haunt me still
All the pretty girls I've never
Kissed and never will
The girls of spring, the girls of fall
The girls of summer most of all
If only time did not exist
If only I could catch that
Boat I always missed
I'd go back and kiss all the
Pretty girls I've never kissed
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