You see that girlie in the yellow sweater Her cheeks are roses and her lips are mellow That's a-my girl and her name is Fontella Oh-oh, Fontella is the girl for me I says a-oh Fontella, well Fontella I says a-oh Fontella, you know Fontella Fontella is the girl for me She loves me more when I hold her tight She wants to kiss me with all her might Oh Fontella, won't you be my wife Oh-yeah pretty baby I'll treat you right I says a-oh Fontella, well Fontella I says a-oh Fontella, you know Fontella Fontella is the girl for me I'm tellin' you gal, she's a mighty fine I just can't get her off of my mind When she goes struttin' down the street All the little birdies go tweet-tweet-tweet