So let me get right to the point

good looking, so refined.

Love is a many splendored thing

Something in the things he shows me

And all I have to do is think of him

You're asking me; "Will my love grow?"
I don't know, I don't know

You know I believe and how

Something in his style that shows me

Somewhere in his smile he knows

I don't want to leave him now

Something in the way he woofs me

Something in the way he moves

I don't need love

I can see ev'ry part

Touch it, stroke it and undress it

Hold one up and then caress it

They won't leave in the night

They can stimulate and tease me

They are all I need to please me

He loves only gold

But his lies can't disguise what you fear