Copyright 1962 (unpublished)
Words and music by Ned Wever and Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Don’t hold my hand the way you do;
With every touch I’m getting much too fond of you.
Look out, there’s danger in this,
A thing like this could lead to love!
Be careful how you work your charms,
You’re apt to find, I’m apt to wind up in your arms,
Look out, look out with that kiss,
I warn ya’, this could lead to love!
One kiss kinda leads to another,
And another just leads to another (oh brother).
Don’t look so sweet, don’t act so nice,
You make me think I’m on the brink of paradise.
Look out, just one little shove,
And I’ll be head over heels in love!
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: