Look Me Over Closely

Well, look me over closely
Tell me what you see

The lady likes to look her best
Before she pours the tea
You see a diamond-studded gown
That makes the evening sun go down

Oh, look me over closely
Tell me what you find
But don't be over anxious
Because I'm not the marrying kind

I'm a port in a storm
You will harbor where it's warm
In my arms you will hide
From the great big world outside

Oh but oh, when you come and see me
Don't try to change my ways
Now you have a part within my heart
And there you'll always stay

There's room for all, not for all
But don't blame me if you fall
So look me over closely
And then make up your mind

But darling, please remember this
I'm holding you before we kiss
So look me over closely
Because I may be the marrying kind

I don't think so
But I just may be the marrying kind
Oh, well, I may be the marrying kind
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