She's my huckleberry taffy
And the lemon on my tea
She's the butter to my sourdough
And the slippers on my feet
Like a sun of great fiesta
She's painting pictures in my eyes
We'll eat some dinner, play canasta
And fall asleep under the skies
And when I wake every day
I've got an angel, you could say that Jack was right
She gives me kisses just for being here
And every night I lie in bed
She's the dancer in my head
My little huckleberry chocolate ice cream sundae
And when I say that I love you
You best believe those words are true
And when I wake every day
I've got an angel, you could say that Jack was right
She gives me kisses just for being here
And every night I lie in bed
She's the dancer in my head
My little huckleberry chocolate ice cream sundae
And when I say that I love you
You best believe those words are true