My Kind of Girl

She walks, like an angel walks She talks, like an angel talks And her hair, has a kind of curl To my mind, she's my kind of girl She's wise, like an angel's wise With eyes, like an angel's eyes And a smile, like a kind of pearl To my mind, she's my kind of girl Pretty little face That face just knocks me off of my feet Pretty little feet She's really sweet enough to eat She looks, like an angel looks She cooks, like an angel cooks And my mind's in a kind of whirl To my mind, she's my kind of girl Pretty little face That face just knocks me off of my feet Pretty little feet She's really sweet enough to eat She looks, like an angel looks She cooks, like an angel cooks And my mind's in a kind of whirl To my mind, she's my kind of girl And my heart's, kind of full of joy Because she told me I'm her kind of boy That lady's my kind of girl