SweetheartBut it doesn't beat for meIt beats softly in love but not for meSweet lipsI know I'll never kissYou're one I'm afraid I must missI'm a waitress in the donut shopI see him on his morning stopHe talks of love but he's speaking of a sweetheartShe gives him a rough timeHe gives me his dimeAnd then partsSoft sighsSoft and pretty moansIn dreams I can make you my ownDa ba dee dee dee deeWee da dee da dee daDa ba dee ba dee ba deeDa ba dee dee dee daBa dee da dee da deeDa ba dee da dee daDa ba dee ba da daDa ba dee da dee daBa dee da dee da deeDa ba dee da deeDa ba dee da dee daDa ba dee da deeI'm a waitress in the donut shopI see him on his morning stopHe talks of love butBut he's talking about a sweetheart She gives him a rough timeHe gives me his dime and then parts Soft sighs, soft and pretty moansIn dreams I can make you my own In dreams I can make you my own