You Fascinate Me So - Kenny Burrell, Blossom Dearie

I get the feeling that beneath the little halo on your noble head

There lies a thought or two the devil might be interested to know

You’re like the finish of a novel that I’ll finally have to take to bed

You fascinate me so

I feel like Christopher Columbus when I’m near enough to contemplate

The sweet geography descending from your eyebrow to your toe

The possibilities are more than I can possibly enumerate

But, oh, my darling, you’ll forgive my inability to concentrate

I think I’m dealing with a powder keg that’s just about to blow

Will the end result deflate me or will you annihilate me?

You fascinate me, you irritate me, you fascinate me so So sermonize and preach to me Make your sanctimonious little speech to me But, oh, my darling, you’ll forgive my inability to concentrate

I think I’m dealing with a powder keg that’s just about to blow

Will the end result deflate me or will you annihilate me?

You fascinate me, you irritate me, you fascinate me so So, so