Jim the Chin:
On the day that you were born...
Jim the Chin:
The angels got together
Jim the Chin:
And decided to create a dream come true
Jim the Chin:
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold
Jim the Chin:
And starlight in your eyes of blue.
Jim the Chin:
That is why all the girls in town Follow you all around.
Jim the Chin:
Just like me, they long to be...
Jim the Chin:
Close to you.