THERE WAS AN AUDIENCE, BUT I SANG ONLY FOR CLIFF

Embrace me,
My sweet embraceable you,
Embrace me
My irreplaceable you.

Just one look at you

My heart grows tipsy in me,
You and you alone

Bring out the gypsy in me.

I love all the many charms about you;
Above all, I want my arms about you.

Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to Momma, 
Come to Momma do.
My sweet embraceable you.