You have loved lots of girls in the sweet long-ago
And each has meant heaven to you
You have vowed your affection to each one in turn
And have sworn to them all you'd be true
You have kissed 'neath the moon while the world seemed in tune,
Then you've left her to hunt a new game.
Does it ever occur to you later my boy, that she's probably doing the same?
I wonder who's kissing her now,
I wonder who's teaching her how,
I wonder who's looking into her eyes, breathing sighs, telling lies.
I wonder who's buying the wine
For lips that once used to be mine.
I wonder if she ever tells him of me,
I wonder who's kissing her now.
I say, chaps, Shall we swing it? Go on, Henry! Isn't he wonderful? Oh, here we go!
O-bo-di-o!
I wonder who's buying the wine
For lips that once used to be mine.
I wonder if she ever tells him of me,
I wonder who's kissing her now,
I wonder who's kissing her now.
Writer(s): Joseph E. Howard, Harold Orlap, Frank R. Adams, William M. Hough
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