I start thinkin' bout my Bonnie,
From the minute I wake up.
And that feelin' is the best I ever had.
She is in my shavin' mirror,
She is in my coffee cup.
I must be in love or else I'm goin' mad.
I would like to write to Bonnie,
Tell the girl the way I feel.
But I'm better with a car than with a pen.
Used to be I'm only happy when I'm set behind the wheel,
Now I don't care if I ever drive again.
That girl's got somethin'
Nothin' scares her.
Only piece of luck that's ever come my way.
Can't wait to tell her how much I've missed her.
Feelin' sorry for James Cagney,
Cause he's never kissed her.
I start dreamin' bout my Bonnie,
Just as soon as I'm asleep.
They're the kind of dreams that keep you in your bed.
I am makin' love to Bonnie,
And that sure beats countin' sheep.
Gotta feelin' there are good times up ahead.
Writer(s): Frank Wildhorn, Don Black
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