Loving You Has Made Me Bananas

Loving you has made me bananas

Oh your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the ship fitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas

Oh your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the ship fitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas

You burnt your finger that evening
While my back was turned
I asked the waiter for iodine
But I dined alone

Oh your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the ship fitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas