O Lovely Lady, tell me what’s thy sign? I swear to thee I’ve seen thy face before, Most truthfully I say my heart is thine.
Thou must be badly bruised,oh tasty one, To fall from heaven to the floor. O Aching Angel, tell me what’s thy sign?
If the alphabet t’were mine to rearrange, U and I would be its core. Most happily I say my heart is thine.
Thy father must have been a baker fine, For thy buns have me wishing more. O Perfect Pastry, tell me what’s thy sign?
Lend me a map, I’ve little time, your darkest shoreline to explore. Most willingly I say my heart thine.
I have no place to live or dine, Be merciful and take me through thy door. O Hasty Hostess, tell me what’s thy sign? Most insistently I say thy bed is mine.