The Boy Can't Help It

If he walks by and the women get engrosed If he winks an eye and the bread slice turns to toast He's got a lot of what they call the most You know the boy can't help it He was born to please And if he's got himself a figure that's just made to squeeze Won't you kindly be aware that the boy can't help it If he mezmerizes each and every one And, Lord when he smiles the beefsteak becomes well done He even makes my grandma feel like she's twentyone You know the boy can't help it He was born to please And if i got to go down to him on bended knees It's because I'm hoping, obviously That some day his answer will be The boy can't help it He's in love with me