We used to play this funny game,
we call it hide and seek.
Full of surprise and tears,
never with dull streak.
The game these days is just as cunning,
even if we don't keep running in dark places now.
You have many secret places,
but you hide in vain.
In your eyes the love so tender,
always turns me on the right way.
I don't need the daisies, tell me,
loves me, loves me not.
But in the future,
not so distant,
you'll stop hiding your way.
I'll stop hiding my way,
and no doubt you will make my day.
Shooby dooby daddy jazz,
shooby dooby daddy jazz,
shooby dooby daddy jazz.
You have many secret places,
but you hide in vain.
In your eyes the love so tender,
always turns me on the right way.
I don't need the daisies, tell me,
loves me, loves me not.
But in the future,
not so distant,
you'll stop hiding your way.
I'll stop hiding my way,
and no doubt you will make my day.