Berlin Irving
Miscellaneous
Coquette (1928)
Just a sweet coquette, so they say and yet
I know how true you can be
Just a butterfly, so they say but I
Know just how much you love me
The others you've met may call you Coquette
But I'll always call you sweetheart
They think of Coquette as something to pet
But I think of you as sweetheart
They say you're a devil with wonderful charms
But I held an angel that night in my arms
So try and forget the name of Coquette
And only remember sweetheart
Now that I love you, and you love me too
I'll keep you close to my heart
Now that I can see you belong to me
Nothing can keep us apart