Couldn't they do away with April. Leave no space, so there's no trace of April. Couldn't they take March. And make it twice as long. . 'Cause when April finds me.
I'm gonna kiss you in a special way. Make me your baby. I'll find a way to please you every day. Make me your baby. . Make me, make me your baby. (Doo aaa).
There's a girl who lives down the track. In a little shack made of timber wood. And her clothes are all hand-me-downs. From the folks in town who treat her so good.
More and more. Your kiss is like a half opened door. I can't get in. You stop me just before I begin. And it hurts to be in love. When you never get enough.
-peak Billboard position # 37 in 1965. -Words and Music by Helen Miller and Roger Atkins. There's a girl who lives down the track. In a little shack made of timber wood.