"Bella" lyrics

Bella, every fella is so enthralled
And stares in awe
When you go prancing by
Oh, oh, Bella, is there evah a chance
That there might be a chance romance
For you and I?

Oh, oh, Bella, I get jealous of every guy
That's caught your eye
Because I love you so
I thought you ought to know

Oh, oh, oh, oh, Bella, your hair is yella
With little auburn tinted curls
That's sent me over the moon

Oh, oh, Bella, my lovely, Bella
Hey, ask your mom if I might come
A callin' on you soon

Oh, oh, Bella, my lovely, Bella
Oh, oh, oh, Bella, my lovely, Bella