"Bernadine" by Pat Boone

Oh, Bernadine 
Oh, oh, oh, Bernadine
I can tell by the dimple on your chin
Youre in beautiful shape for the shape youre in
An Im in shape for Bernadine

Oh, Bernadine
Oh, oh, oh, Bernadine
When you wander inta my dreams at night
Your remarkable form is a pure delight
I go, go, go for Bernadine

Bernadine, Bernadine
Youre a little bit like evry girl Ive ever seen
Oh, your separate parts are not unknown
But the way you assemble thems all your own
All yours and mine, dear Bernadine 

Oh, Bernadine
Oh, oh, oh, Bernadine
Say youll wait for me out by the rocket base
And well both blast off into outer space
At oh, oh, oh-oh, Bernadine

Bernadine, Bernadine
Come away with me now in the rocket-propelled machine
Well come home by the way of a drive-in spa
Just a little this side of Shangri-La
And there Ill stay with Bernadine 
There Ill stay with Bernadine!