Look me over closely 
Tell me what you see 
The lady likes to look her best 
Before she pours the tea 
You see a diamond-studded gown 
That makes the evening sun go down 
Oh, look me over closely 
Tell me what you find 
But don't be over-anxious 
I'm not the marrying kind
 
I'm a port in a storm 
You'll harbor where it's warm 
In my arms you will hide 
From the great big world outside
 
Oh, but when you come and see me 
Don't try to change my ways 
You'll have a part within my heart 
And there you'll always stay 
There's room for all 
Love for all 
ut don't blame me If you fall
 
So look me over closely 
And then make up your mind 
But darling, please remember this: 
I'm holding you before we kiss 
So look me over closely 
Because I may be the marrying kind