cuddle up a little closer
london, julie
lovers sat on the glist'ning sand
and they talked of love while the moon above
and the stars seemed to understand
till she tho't that they had better go
only murmured in tones soft and low
cuddle up a little closer
cuddle up and be my little clinging vine
like to feel your cheek so rosy
'cause i love from head to toesie
then she deigned to rest on his manly chest
her dear head with its flowing curls
i'd stay on this lap for aye