Coquette - Charlie Shavers, Ирвинг Берлин

Just a sweet coquette, so they say and yet

I know how true you can be Just a butterfly, so they say but I Know just how much you love me The others you’ve met may call you Coquette

But I’ll always call you «sweetheart»

They think of Coquette as something to pet

But I think of you as «sweetheart»

They say you’re a devil with wonderful charms

But I held an angel that night in my arms

So try and forget the name of Coquette

And only remember «sweetheart»

Now that I love you, and you love me too

I’ll keep you close to my heart

Now that I can see you belong to me Nothing can keep us apart