She's not so good in a crowd
But when you get her alone
You'd be surprised
She isn't much at a dance
But then when I take her home
You'd be surprised
She doesn't look like much of a lover
But don't you judge a book by its cover
She's got the peace of an angel
But there's a devil in her eyes
She's such a delicate thing
But when we start to squeeze
You'd be surprised
She doesn't look very strong and
Though she's weak in the knees
Surprise, surprise, surprise
At a party or at a ball
I got to admit she's nothing at all
But in a Morris chair you'd be surprised
You'd be surprised, you'd be surprised
She doesn't look like much of a lover
But don't-a judge a book by its cover
She's got the peace of an angel
But there's a devil right in her eyes
She's such a delicate thing
But when we start to squeeze
Oh oh surprise
She doesn't look very strong and
Though she's weak in the knees
You'd be surprised
At a party or at a ball
I got to admit she's nothing at all
But in a Morris chair you'd be surprised