I expect everyone of my crowd to make funnOf my proud protestations of faith in romance,nAnd they'll say I'm naïve as a babe to believenEvery fable I hear from a person in pants.nnFearlessly I'll face them and argue their doubts away,nLoudly I'll sing about flowers in spring,nFlatly I'll stand on my little flat feet and saynLove is a grand and a beautiful thing!nI'm not ashamed to revealnThe world famous feeling I feel.nnI'm as corny as Kansas in August,nI'm as normal as blueberry pie.nNo more a smart little girl with no heart,nI have found me a wonderful guy!nnI am in a conventional dither,nWith a conventional star in my eye.nAnd you will note there's a lump in my throatnWhen I speak of that wonderful guy!nnI'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May,nA cliché coming true!nI'm bromidic and brightnAs a moon-happy nightnPouring light on the dew!nnI'm as corny as Kansas in August,nHigh as a flag on the Fourth of July!nIf you'll excuse an expression I use,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love with a wonderful guy!nnI'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May,nA cliché coming true!nI'm bromidic and brightnAs a moon-happy nightnPouring light on the dew!nnI'm as corny as Kansas in August,nHigh as a flag on the Fourth of July!nnIf you'll excuse an expression I use,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love, I'm in love,nI'm in love with a wonderful guy!