Sides face grand square
There's nothin' you could say, to tear me away from
My guy
There's nothin' you could do, 'cause I'm stuck like glue to
My guy...Left allemande and you weave
I'm stickin' to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Like birds of a feather we, stick together
I'm telling you from the start, I can't be torn apart from
My guy

Heads you promenade and travel halfway round
Sides you're gonna right & left thru turn 'em now
Sides you better square thru four hands go
Now everybody do an eight chain four
I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Swing your corner lady then, promenade her
I'm telling you from the start, I can't be torn apart from
My guy

Sides face grand square
As a matter of opinion, I think he's tops
My opinion is he's the cream of the crop
As a matter of fact to be exact
He's my ideal, Left allemande and you weave
I gave my guy my word of honor
To be faithful, and I'm gonna
You best be believing I won't be deceiving
My guy

Sides face grand square
No muscle bound man could take my hand from
My guy
No handsome face could ever take the place of
My guy...Left allemande and you weave
He may not be a superstar
But when it comes to being happy, we are
There's not a man today who could take me away
From my guy